While visiting with our taxi driver turned new found friend, he made the sweetest gesture. As we were sitting back sharing family stories, he walked into the kitchen and asked us to please try his homemade Swizzle. I immediately replied, “The same Swizzle they serve at the hotel?” Quickly he at once said, no! Then he began to tell us how the drink he served us had been fermenting for a year. This is something very special that his wife proudly makes and only serves to special guests. At this point of our trip, I felt the love of Bermuda. This is for sure a place I will soon return.