By Amelia Pane Schaffner

Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühn? (Do you know the country where the lemons bloom) ~ Goethe


That land where the lemons bloom is Sorrento, along the Amalfi coast, and across the island of Capri. I recently visited in January. It is where I grew up and spent many endless sunshine-filled summers. In that sunshine, on a highly fertile volcanic soil, and with the gentle breeze from the Mediterranean sea, the lemons that Goethe sings of, not only bloom, they become gorgeous, plump citruses, with an almost gnarly skin, a sweet aroma , and a powerful fragrance. They are in fact so unique that they have been granted protected geographical indication. The lemon groves in Sorrento are beautifully maintained. During the winter the lemon trees are covered with “pagliarelle,” artisanal chestnut wood pergolas that protect the lemons from any drop in temperature. These trees are cradled until spring comes, when the blossoms surround the whole town with a magic aroma.