You say Piatto, I say Gelato,
I say Piatto, you say Gelato,
Piatto, Gelato, Gelato, Piatto,
Let's eat the whole thing up!
We both say say Zabaglione and Stracciatella
You say the Passion Fruit, I say Pistachio,
Pistachio, Passione, Passione, Pistachio,
E 'favoloso gelati a prescindere!
For those of you who have not yet been to Trattoria Piatto, there is only one drawback. It is too darn close to the Carlisle House for comfort - or to be more exact, for a comfortably svelte waistline!! The temptation to just drop in there for a quick grilled pizza, glass of red, and the above-mentioned gelati is almost too much to resist! But after a hard day's work moving clawfoot tubs and painting walls, why on earth would I want to resist such a treat?