Back in October when my good friend Bonnie and I were working our way through Florence’s Mercato Centrale, she spied this cunning little jar of strawberry jelly atop a counter. Set amidst various bottles of balsamics and spreads, there it was.
Whenever she’s in Italy B. has the foresight to do a fair amount of Christmas shopping while I can never seem to think that far into the future. She even said to me “wouldn’t his make a great gift?” and I said yes, admiring the beauty of the jar and its tiny scrolled label. It would take an Italian to sell a fruit spread in such a seductive package.
Imagine my surprise when I opened a box on Christmas morning and there it was-the gelatina di fragole. I now have it sitting on my kitchen counter where I look at it and ponder whether I should open it or not. Of course I will eventually use it, but I know I will hold on to that charming little jar for a long time. Thank you B. for the perfect gift-you know me so well!