You know how it is when you are on holiday... and the waiter brings you a little tipple of something sweet and delicious to try after dinner. And because it is warm and balmy and you are sitting overlooking a Tuscan hillside feeling relaxed and happy, that little tipple tastes like nectar. So of course you pick up a bottle of the said tipple at the Duty Free shop on the way home. But under grey British skies in the middle of winter it tastes... well... nothing like it did on holiday. I always feel like that about Limoncello. So on seeing a recipe for Clemencello you would think I would be wary... but no!
I had to make it if only for the wonderful pun on the name. A clementine infused liqueur called Clemencello... what's not to like. And it does actually taste quite good... if you shut your eyes and imagine that Tuscan hillside!
But then one thing led to another, mostly because having used the zest from 18 clementines I needed to do something with the juice. And so I had a rummage through my recipes having vaguely recalled making something in the past and the result was several jars of clementine curd.
Which of course meant I was left with the dilemma of what to do with the clementine curd... aside from giving it away or eating it straight from the jar which does seem perfectly acceptable given how wonderful it tastes.
And so I made a Clementine Meringue Pie...
A very summery dessert in the middle of winter...no one complained and it vanished pretty quickly.
I rather like it when one good thing leads to another... don't you?