The smell of anise or licorice always brings memories of childhood Christmas when my grandmother would make dozens upon dozens of springerle cookies.
Continuing to take advantage of the fair weather this autumn, our friend Janiza suggested that we meet at Oeschinensee for a hike this weekend.
The number of fair days remaining this year was quickly dwindling, so we decided use the weekend to take in part of the harvest in Switzerland’s most famous wine region, Lavaux.
After over eighteen months of COVID-19 and a summer that was a crushing disappointment, we were desperate for a sunny escape. In Mallorca we swam in sapphire clear coves, sampled local wines, wandered ancient villages, and even visited some caves. And there is still so much to do.
It has been a very cold and wet summer. So when fair weather was finally forecast for an entire weekend, we took off for the mountains.
We had been looking forward to our vacation in Ticino for a long time. We had only been to the Italian speaking part of Switzerland once before, just passing through on the Bernina Express and I had been for a couple days for work. We thought that after more than…