The Italians are planting their garlic, so I must buy some to plant this weekend. They have also brought their grape boxes down and are burning them.
Every year, they get a consignment of grapes from Italy and make their own wine from them. I was there once in Beatrice Street when the lorry arrived in the middle of the night - out of the doorways came dozens of Italians to unload and take the boxes of grapes back indoors.
I'd like to see how they make the wine - it's very simple, I think, no fancy equipment or ingredients like I used to use when I made wine. I have tasted their wine, and it is gorgeous - very sweet like Marsala, which of course is virtually what it is.
Every year, they get a consignment of grapes from Italy and make their own wine from them. I was there once in Beatrice Street when the lorry arrived in the middle of the night - out of the doorways came dozens of Italians to unload and take the boxes of grapes back indoors.
I'd like to see how they make the wine - it's very simple, I think, no fancy equipment or ingredients like I used to use when I made wine. I have tasted their wine, and it is gorgeous - very sweet like Marsala, which of course is virtually what it is.
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