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Published 2024
Elementary school was the first time I ever tried Neapolitan ice cream. My sister and I were upstairs at my grandma’s house, trying to ignore both the football game blasting from her TV and the cries of my three-month-old brother, who was exhausted after the long drive. My grandma had just yelled at us for the fourth time for being too loud, and we were horribly offended, as we couldn’t possibly be louder than the noise coming from the living room (the jury is still out on this). My dad pas
