Libido Blanco 2018
The sun shimmered down through the leaves of the ancient evergreen oak tree, illuminating the small kitchen on the side of the rustic hacienda. Inside the small, wiry woman scratched her head as the tasted the Zarzuela de Marsicos simmering in her huge cast iron pot. What was missing? She looked over the small hills of spices she had gathered from the garden. The saffron! Of course! After a few pinches she took another taste and a knowing smile bloomed on her face, dinner is ready!