Chinatown and Little Italy

I had read on the internet, so it must be true, about the Icream Factory in Chinatown. Needless to say that none of the locals had ever heard of it, but since it got this great rating on the net I just had to go. Not sure if Kevin was so keen on it, but he nether the less came along with me to see what all the fuss was about. When we found it I must say that by first glance I was a little disappointed. I was expecting this bigger than than big factory set up with every colour and flavour under the sun. It wasn't to be. We were arrived at this tiny little store front with every flavout that I wanted to try out of stock. I had to revert to my favourite, chocolate, and Kevin went for the coconut. It may have been a tiny store, but the icecream was magnificant. I couldn't help but to finish off Kevins once I was finished with mine.

After our meal of icecream we wandered into Little Italy for a drink. We finally found a restaurant that would serve us a bottle that didn't require us to also order food. We polished it off our bottle of red while making comments on the passing crowd and then headed home.