The first time I saw these little pieces of heaven we were in Napoli. I stopped right in front of the window of the bakery. I was totally charmed! Now, when I think about it … I realize how stupid I was because I didn’t try them there. Nope! Instead, I took a picture to make sure I would never forget and I continued walking. This is one of my biggest problems when I’m travelling. I don’t want to miss a thing. We walk as much as we can, all day long, to discover the city and sometimes we realize it’s happy hours and we spent the whole day without having a single bite. On top of that, most of the time we can’t make it back to where we found something because … we simply can’t find it back. I know it’s CRIMINAL with so much amazing food to try everywhere. That being said, I can’t wait to visit Italy again and taste Pignolis there and compare them with mine. Honestly… I’m not worried!