BGCoffee

By BGCoffee

Lemon Town

Perhaps by the end of our time here we will manage to get to sleep before midnight and have a good long sleep.  As Homer said "There is time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep."  We have enjoyed many words with our companions commencing with porridge and fruit breakfast, proceeding through the hairpin bends of the peninsula to the very edge of the town of Sorrento where we enjoyed beers, espresso, lemon cake and gelato.

Once sated and energized for the next chapter of our brief Sorrentine visit, we climbed the thousand steps to the top of the hill and M and I marched them down again.  In the meantime in the tourist throng, there were these.  Yes, these bulbous yellow balls are not melons nor are they deflated yellow footballs:  they are lemons.  I have never seen such monsters and I can understand the encouragement not to touch.  These lemons have grown to such a size, it almost seems like a touch might cause them to explode!  I would be remiss if I did not mention that a certain S-I-L insisted on rebelling against the temptation for tactile connection, but there was no arrest and the lemons did not explode!

Just beyond this was a delightful emporium selling the product of these ubiquitous fruit.  Tempted by the charming grey-haired purveyor of samples, we were lured in to sample the most delicious limoncello.  Here, amidst the multifarious bottles, all shapes and sizes including the "sexy bottle," which I would rather not describe temptation was not overcome and I left with a bottle of this luscious lemony liqueur.

And so we wended our way back to base, peckish and in search of a sandwich.  However, what started as a sandwich ended up with a full mid afternoon dinner at Africano's on the beach.  Zucchini flower fritters, breaded tuna followed by a shared local fish in "crazy water," tiramasu, lemon cake, espresso and a tasty after dinner digestif from a monastery above us with the name San Constanzo.

Brief sleep, cup of tea, once again gathering outside our holiday home for words, cheese, wine and chocolate before we will hopefully close our eyes before midnight.  Quite a day filled with words, questions, laughter, warmth, debate and a lot of steps, oh, and a lot of lemony things, we are now relaxing in the diminishing day.

One interesting addition - the extra shows my beloved checking out an alternative husband!

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