Yum, Autocorrect

The other day, when the temperature crashed through 90, I stopped for my favorite hot-day lunch: Gelato. and nothing else.

Visited the 13th and Sansom branch of Capogiro for a small cup of dulce de leche with a scoop of fresh strawberries and cream, though I was tempted by the Fragola con Tequila, billed as "perfect Lancaster strawberries spiked with evil!"

Texted daughter hoping to write "Capogiro for lunch. Yum."

Instead, Autocorrect sent her "Vapidity for lunch. Yum."

But that was so not true of the gelato. For more on the absurdity of Autocorrect, please visit http://damnyouautocorrect.com/.

--Karen Heller

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