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Today, I’m going to be completing the second step in something I started a month ago: a batch of moonshine–hooch, booze, white lightning. Actually, it’s yellow lightning: Limoncello to be exact, an Italian lemon liqueur traditionally made from the zest of Femminello St. Teresa lemons steeped in grain alcohol until the oil is released. Only I used vodka and Trader Joe’s lemons, fourteen of them, which I zested at night while watching TV.
This second step consists of boiling up a simple syrup (sugar and water) and adding it to the brew. And then in 20 days or so I’ll strain the mixture through triple-folded cheesecloth into these cute little bottles and seal them. Voila! Christmas gifts for my family and friends. And a jar of vodka-steeped zest to jazz up my fish dishes. Maybe, I’ll even have a bottle of Limoncello left over for myself to add to the one I got from the friend who showed me how to seal the bottles. Check it out below, all nice and frosty from the freezer. Cheers!
By the way, Limoncello recipes abound on the web, mine is a three-page deal from said friend, if you like I can type it up and email it to you.
That stuff is deadly… More, please. 🙂 I’d never have the patience to make it. Hats off to you, my friend.
It was fun, the straining and all that, not so. But worth it. Cheers!
I heart limoncello. I also like how they tote it from table to table in Italy, sharing it with the whole restaurant. YUM!
Sorry, I’m so late responding . . . I would love to participate in that limoncello toting ceremony!
Sounds like I should be living somewhere close by! Would love the recipe – thanks.
I am so glad that we live close by and that you will be calling me when it’s ready to drink!! Ok, what I really mean is…please oh please oh please oh pretty pretty please may I have some when it’s ready?
My dear Britton, I just now saw your comment, what’s with my frickin’ message system? Oh, yes, indeed, I’ve got a bottle in the freezer.