My father’s first home. Stray but well-fed cats, fishermen hawking their catches by the side of houses, Chinese seafood restaurants with unbeatable sea views.
Gloaming
Cefalu
Classic charming Sicillian coastal town.
Saints and sinners
Sicily, so loud and vibrant and full of saints (prayed to) and sinners (prayed for). We consumed endless gelato and tomatoes and had carafes of wine with every meal, walked the cobblestones, heard the roar of scooter races and stray kittens mewing, worshipped the sun.
Palermo on my mind
A raucous, rambunctious, epicurean city of delights.
