We are in Sorrento for only one day so we decide to forgo sunbathing, opting for seeing as much of the town as we can.
I came to Sorrento for tre notti in 2013. Although I have some sweet memories from here; the best pizza ever, the red lanterns floating up to the heavens, sitting on the roof top terrazzo of my B&B…at the time, I thought I would not return. And I think I have already mentioned, Danita and I come to the same consensus this time. It is busy and very touristy.
So you are now probably asking yourself, “Then why DID she return?” It was not on my original 2017 agenda, Positano was, and when Danita joined in the fun, I thought it might be a good idea to break up our trek…so, join us for a day in Sorrento.
Just off the palazzo where our room is, there is a newish caffe shop, Puro.
We make our office here (not in the swings) while I write and Danita follows up on her luggage. It is suppose to arrive this evening…
After a couple of cappuccinos, we go back to the room and clean up.
Today, our model is wearing AnotherPaige.
There are several places from my 2013 visit I would like to share…most have to do with food.
Artis Domus stuck in my head like few others places have. And it is not because of the food here…I think I had a birra. It is because of the building and decor.
I have fantasized about buying that 2 story rock house on the corner of Austin and Adams, across from Market Platz, and turning it into my version of this. A coffee shop, small bakery and when I felt like it, a bar with aperitivo. I even had a name for it…A A Meeting…you know A like in Austin and A like in Adams…
The funny thing is as we are approaching it, a couple stops us and asks if we have been in there. I tell him I had a few years ago. They are ga-ga over it just as I was and recommend we go by again. Certo.
We make reservations to return for dinner…most likely.
Right now, pranzo is on our minds. We wind our way to another favorite spot,
You might remember this tunnel (and my hesitancy to enter) from my last visit to Trattoria da Emilia located in Marina Grande.
We order another Caprese and I can’t be here, right on the water, without getting a specialty of the Casa…Acciughe Fritte…
Danita was kinda disgusted by them, but I got her to take a tiny little taste. I thought they were molto buono! We left no room for dolce even though there were several in la cucina that looked delizioso…I was tempted to order a Tiramisu because Daddy really wants me to have one for him…luckily the English guy beside us ordered one…AND he let me take a picture before,
Marina Grande is not to be missed if you are visiting Sorrento. It is a small, very authentic fishing village, where people carry on family traditions generation after generation…case in point…
Leaving Marina Grande we take it in its sights…
winding our way back to a ceramicist shop we found earlier.
We each choose several one-of-a-kind pieces and have an interesting discussion regarding having them shipped home. We watch as they are carefully bubble wrapped and cannot wait until they reach Fredericksburg..most likely.
Oh…by the way…I guess I have not updated you on Danita’s luggage…not here yet…So any shopping she is doing is on a MUST NEED basis…
We go over to the lookout point above the sunning piers. The vistas from here are amazing.
We have encounter from a funny uomo at a men’s shop. He does a little jig to show us how comfortable the moccasins are he designed. We buy each of our sons a pair. They are really great looking. We especially like the “ascot” detail…his idea he reminds us.
As I am leaning over to take the shot of the shoes, first taking them out of the bag, then out of the box, unwrapping them…finding the right spot along the busy street…I hear an English accent say, “Is there ANYTHING you do not photograph?” I whirl around and it’s Tiramisu from Emilia’s. Laughing, I tell him, “No…not much.” This encounter makes me giggle for a while.
. See…I looked at this sign, liked it, walked a few steps, then went back to take a photograph of it. I think Danita needs this for her ufficio.
Around 18:00…we think it is time for a cocktail…and we know just where to find the one we want. Andiamo! To D’Anton.
Last night when we were here, we went on and on to Gabriel and his girlfriend on how wonderful this cocktail was. We asked for the recipe and he gave us everything but the “secret ingredient”…that even he does not know…yeah right…
On my way to the bagno, I tried to scope it out. I saw the bartender pouring something from a small bottle wrapped in paper. During the day today, we would walk into enotecas and look for just that, a small bottle wrapped in paper. No luck. For a while, we thought Tiramisu English man had cracked the code when he mentioned he went to a Limoncello factory and there was melon flavored limoncello there that was a pinkish color. But after further research, that didn’t make sense because it has a milky consistency and the “secret ingredient” didn’t…it just kinda added a pinkish hue to the top of the cocktail. As we left yesterday, we told Gabriel we would be back and he told us he would give us a hint then…Yes, I know…that totally discredits the “I don’t-a even-a know-a” line. Anyway…you know us…and we WILL find out.
Enter D’Anton. Tonight, we are waited on by Francesca, Gabriel’s sorella. Order due Limoncello Cocktails…and they arrive with no pinkish hue. I tell Danita, “There’s no secret ingredient”, she responds flatly, “I know”…I push my chair back, glass in hand and head for the bar. The girl recognizes me from last night and says, “I know-a…I forgot-a…I bring-a to table.” Secret solved!
To make this cocktail at tu casa, you will
Gin, and if you want to go all the way, your gin of choice will be-
Limoncello, Juice of a Limon, Basil Leaf, Twist of a Limon and….
Angostura Bitters…a splash of Secret Ingredient.
Grazie Mille Gabriel e Francesca!
Love your blog. Sandy Nigh told me about you so I’m signing up for your updates.
Grazie! It’s a great way for me to keep track of my adventures.
Know you are busy – but where are the sketches? Missing them.
How kind. I found I sketched less when my friend was here. Ate dinner the last two nights alone…and I’m back to sketching.
I liked your Sorrento blog, Mr Tiramisu