Those who know my husband M know of his passion for wine.
However in Venice about this time 2 years ago we discovered a taste for Limoncello.
Each night after dinner we circled back to our hotel the Pensione Accademia, through narrow passageways and over bridges revelling in the magic of Venice at night.
As we got closer to our the hotel we had our fingers crossed that the corner seating area of the courtyard overlooking the water would be empty.
And each night, magically, we sipped an ice cold limoncello in our spot, listening to the swish of the gondoliers going home, smelling the heavy dampness of the waterways and enjoying the flickering lights on the dark water.
Memories of a beautiful city.
When we got back to the farm M tracked down the exact Limoncello we had in Venice and ordered some from Italy.
Another case was delivered here last week- although the shipping label indicated that we had received olive oil. Could it be to avoid import duties? Or was it Limoncello magic?
In Sydney earlier this year we made our own, with lemons from V & P's Bowral garden and a base of vodka.
It is ageing nicely.
We also enjoyed another homemade version after lunch at an Italian restaurant in Haberfield Sydney.
Last Friday night on the farm - we opened a bottle of the Capri Limoncello and enjoyed it under the stars, celebrating S & B's birthdays.
It was another magical night.
Barb and I also enjoyed that corner area of the Pensione Accademia garden, day or night!
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