How would you like a drink that can simultaneously knock your socks off, put them back on, clean the house, then invite all your friends over to party, but like, not a rager, but a fun social affair with lots of hugs and light chat with people you love?
I’ve tried many types of liqueurs, as well as just plain liquor, hooch, and even proper screech, in my day, and I’ve never felt this way before.
A special seasonal treat, arancetto is handcrafted with tender loving care from only the most fresh arance di giardino, themselves complicit in divining the secret machinations of Dionysus, all the while providing sweet succour to those Neapolitan pirates devoid of a superior citrus supplement. To zest these ripe delights is to ply from the very zest of life its essence. But zest we must, for such is the essence of lives our very own: to toil, but not to suffer. For to endure too great a strain implores the vivid effervescence, the joie de vivre we so greatly desire, to abandon us.
With caution, however, continue, for while these next steps may seem a tad prosaic, they are to be carried out as delicately as one plucks the petals of a daisy, °she loves me; she loves me not.” Would that it were so simple.
Seriously, go to your local grocer, and grab that plastic bottle of 95% alcohol next to the register. Add zest, peels, and a squirt of juice with no more than a spoonful of sugar (to help the medicine go down).
Wait at least two weeks. Strain.
You’re gonna love it.
UPDATE: Two weeks later, this is all I have left! Down the hatch!
A Nix in Brixia 