You feel your skin sizzle as the heat rays from the beating sun turn your skin into a crisp brown. A bead of sweat trickles down your brow and as others follow suit, your mouth begins to feel dry while your throat quenches for something icy cold to drink. This sensation is a constant reminder that we have officially entered summer time!
It was the early evening as the sun’s glimmerings rays were retreating slowly behind Ottawa’s western landscape. We were not due to the Majolini tasting for another twenty minutes, but anticipation had already rooted itself firmly in our bones. The room was nearly empty and Simone, with his endearing Italian accent greeted us warmly and with pride.