Two months of patient waiting, stringent sourcing of the correct bottling products and hemming and hawing over what to put on the label, I finally bottled the Blood Orange Liqueur. The precious stuff has gone to three of my very good friends whose birthdays lay within days of one another.
Wincing slightly, I gave a bottle to Martin, a blood orange afficionado, and the person that gave me the recipe in the first place. I nervously suggested that it needed to be drunk with a slight chill, to quell the sweetness of the liqueur, which he poo pooed, flipping the stopper and pouring it into shot glasses. I see now why it was left for so long – the sweetness is not overpowering and the blood orange flavor really came through. We were left with a beautiful blushing liqueur that has good body to it due to the strength of the grappa. I bottled it in 17 oz glass flasks from The Container Store, sterlized first, and labeled them with handwriting and marked them with a vintage metal stamp.