I went to Rome with my sister chasing art, history, and a little Christmas magic, and somehow ended up sipping Amaretto on the streets of the Eternal City like extras in La Dolce Vita. Between Roman ruins, charming Italian boys, and one very regrettable overindulgence in almond liqueur, this trip became unforgettable. Years later, Amaretto still tastes like nostalgia, adventure, and a sweet reminder to savour life one sip at a time.