@brittarnhild
I saw the oranges as soon as I turned the corner. Small, bright orange and extremely tempting. But oranges can be so many things, some are sour, very sour, others as like sweet dreams. I passed the little shop at first, I had no plans to buy fruit anyway. Then passed it again and was greeting with a broad smile from the woman inside the shop. The third time I passed I stopped, and a sweet smell reached my nostrils. "Are they sour?" I asked in English, not quite sure how to explain myself in Italian. "No, no, no, dolce, molto dolce" the woman's smile was even broader, and her husband came over from outside the shop where he was busy with some kind of work. He grabbed a paper bag and started to pick out the sweetest of them all. Soon I had a full bag. Now I have tasted one, two, many, and agree with the woman, they are dolce, molto dolce.
