Walking up to il Valle dei Mulini above Amalfi, one leaves the main piazza, her shops, the Duomo and her gelato behind. We find the entrance to the “valley of the mills” lemon grove to start our climb up. Luigi Aceto was waiting for us. A spry man in his 70’s with pinch-worthy red cheeks pokes his head out from behind a crate of lemons. Buongiorno!
The lemons from Amalfi are longer than normal – sfusato they call them here. He explains a bit to us about his lemons, their history and what makes Amalfi lemons so special. For one, they are grown on historic terraced grounds. He pointed out the terraced hills and said, “Do you see these dry rock walls? There’s no cement here . . . just hand carved rocks. This way the sun is not only infused from above, but from below, right at the root. [Read more…]