03.29.10
Picture the scene:
Sorrento, Italy. The smell of fresh citrus fills the air.
The blood oranges, magnificent… never to be found again.
I brought that memory to the dinner table Friday.
It made everyone happy.
Picture the scene:
Sorrento, Italy. The smell of fresh citrus fills the air.
The blood oranges, magnificent… never to be found again.
I brought that memory to the dinner table Friday.
It made everyone happy.
I read the beginning of this post on Twitter, and HAD to come see if the rest included a Golden Girls Punchline! that was how Sophia always started her stories, “Picture it, Sicily 194_ …”
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RhodeyGirlTests Reply:
March 29th, 2010 at 4:57 pm
@Dataduchess, Really? I have never seen the Golden Girls (Please don’t tell Bri!)
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I stayed in the most AMAZING B&B in sorrento. off the beaten path with a friend, we randomly stumbled on it online. there were lemon trees outside our window….so nostalgic.
sara
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RhodeyGirlTests Reply:
March 29th, 2010 at 4:57 pm
@Sara, I wish I was there right now…
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Aww I was there with my mom back in 2000, one of my favorite stops on our trip!! The hotel had fresh squeezed Blood orange juice every morning. So good!!
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i wish i could picture that scene from first-hand experience! good thing I can get the drink and imagine though, right?
i adore these snapshots…
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RhodeyGirlTests Reply:
March 30th, 2010 at 1:16 pm
@Heather (Heather’s Dish), THANK YOU!
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