We just got back from dinner at Arcus Tuder, Florence's archery club. Since it was winter we were at a tremendously long table occupying nearly all of their indoor practice tent, at least 80 of us in all. I won't bore you with the food descriptions because you have heard it all before, other than to tell you that the venison was the most delicious and tender I can remember. And that the five courses and wine came to 10 Euros a head.
About two thirds of the way through the proceedings I was informed that the judging had started on the mysterious bottles that had been sitting on a side table. Home made pomegranate wine! Or perhaps liquor is a more accurate term...this was pretty strong stuff, and delicious. Much to my surprise it was also not a last-minute endeavor: the winning elixir had been aging three years.
The archery group president had also prepared his own gifts to the archers. Cute little hand packaged bottles of "The President's Venom". I think I heard that it is homemade sherry. This is Florence's bottle just above the golden eagle for the back of her cape:
How do you give an alcoholic beverage to a minor at an official event? You say, "Drink it slowly" as you hand it to her!
The bottle is doubly cute in that the label has been written in the local dialect, which is almost never actually written. Don't be a bit surprised if your rusty Italian fails you on this label. Even my kids are having trouble with it.
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