Funny story about limoncello.

I decided to make my own. It wasn't very good, to be honest, but I drank it.

A lot of it. Often. As I do not like waste. And subsequently, I baulk at the very idea of it. Like Sambuca. From my University days. The very smell of Sambuca takes me back to a toilet bowl in residence at UNI.

It is not a fond memory.