In spite of giving away a whole shopping bag full today, the daunting prospect of juicing all those lemons remains.
We severely pruned the trees immediately after this bountiful harvest.
After I finish juicing the lemons, Mr. Villa Ragazzi plans to use the squeezed lemon rinds to make his own version of limoncello. This involves a significant volume of vodka. He will have more fun than me.
Maybe I'll just open a bottle of Faraona, put my feet up for a while and let my wounds heal. And think about all the lovely lemon curd I'll be making for friends and family.
Limoncello can wait.