Rosie's

A Monmouth coffee would have been a more than fitting way to conclude our meal at Franco, but the pizza was beginning to settle into the ample shapes of our stomachs, and we still had some of Rosie's desserts to sample. It was so difficult to prevent the pizza from nesting that by the time we rounded the corner from Franco our girths were officially stretched to their limits. Which was just as well because I would have fought Rosie for her fresh-out-of-the-oven banana blueberry cupcakes that she deemed not ready until they had been fully rested and frosted. Another day perhaps.

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