I’ve been separated from my good friend ‘baking’ for a short stint, but only because I traveled out to northern Italy, specifically the Veneto region, to attend a significant wedding: my brother’s! His fiance and her family live in the area but most of my family is in the south, with just a few up north, and so it’s a convenient central point for everyone to congregate and celebrate — and we sure did. Countless bottles of prosecco sent back for recycling with nary a drop provided ample proof of the full-day event. Prosecco is the life-blood of this area, and every square inch of farmland has a vineyard placed on it, soaking up the fertile soil to produce those lovely little pale grapes.