Adi ale Van

My path winds through a forest, bedded on soft moss, dense trees with branches from which lichen hangs like veils. As the thinning canopy of leaves brightens the forest, my gaze falls on an old Romanesque church carved out of rough stone. The closer I get to this...

I will start by getting this out of the way. I do not get sweetness and i don’t find anything gourmand about it. Probably just my nose. In my honest opinion, this should have been called “Priveghi” instead of “Coliva”. This smells...