A couple of months ago (where does it go? and so quickly?)
I spent a gorgeous week in Riva, on the northern shore of Lake Garda. It was so relaxing and even though we did a little of the expected stuff - ferries around the lake, meals out etc, it was the unexpected which appealed more and stayed with me.
Riding a local bus to another town - I thought the concierge was going to collapse in a heap at the thought of it - finding a lovely, tiny coffee shop at the back of a wonderful bookshop, and cherry ice cream.
Not being a real aficionado of ice cream, when first choosing I'll admit to being led by the visuals. It just looked so darned pretty with its ribbons of cherry sauce through the white cream.
Cherry it was.
With all of this warm weather - which is also so very airless at the same time, not like the Italian Lakes at all! - it was time to look for some to cool off with at home.
Do you know how difficult it is to find it locally? Well, it is here, so hello to google and searching for homemade cherry sauce for ice cream.
When it had cooled I added it to some creamy vanilla which had been left to soften for a little.
Of course it's nowhere near as nice as the original, but hey, not too bad either.
As for the rest of life? Well, I couldn't be getting so many things wrong if I tried.
Home is fine, family is fine but friends? The wrong thing is continually coming out of my mouth no matter how hard I try to say the right thing. Luckily (especially for them) I'll be going away for a couple of days. Give everyone a break.