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Oh, beautiful! My granita epiphany was also in Italy. After a long, faffy journey with a connecting Alitalia flight (seats like you'd imagine in a Brat-Pack movie, impressive biscuits), I arrived in Brindisi in the heat. The entire airport was about the size of one boarding gate here. Nothing but passport control and...a gelataria! With the most heavenly melon granita: like colder, more intensely melony melon, and with that glorious slushy crunch. Welcome to Puglia! Looking forward to getting stuck into these!

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