My brother and sister-in-law have just returned from holiday in Crete and as a present brought me a bottle of something called
"Grappa Ma Raki"
Somehow I dont hold out much hope for this one.........
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3 comments:
I've had Raki before and all I can say is "RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY !!!!!!"
Who is this Ma Raki and what does she know about grappa distillation? She sounds like a dodgy figure from America during the days of the Prohibition. I bet she makes her grappa in the bathtub!
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I've still got lots of genuine grappa to get through before I get to old Ma Raki's version but I'll let you know how it is if I survive to tell the tale.
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