Stop 1 – Siracusa
We flew into Catania Sicily from Pisa, picked up our rental
car and drove to an Agriturismo (a working farm and rural B&B) in Siracusa. We had to drive through lots of traffic
circles (New Jersey ain’t got nothing on Italy) and lots of small towns. It was a lovey, yet long and confusing drive.
Agriturismos are working farms, so they
are located out in the country, far away from town. Once we arrived we were delighted to find an
incredibly beautiful place that was serine and quiet and surrounded by orange
trees that were in full bloom.
We were greeted by the caretaker and when he said his name I
said it sounded like the word ‘commercial’.
Later on that afternoon Pamm called him commercial by mistake, but
rather than be offended he liked it and told us to call him that from now
on. We were only there for one night
and had the run of the joint as we were the only guest in their 6 room
farmhouse. When we first checked in there was a slight problem, every time the toilet was flushed the pipes would
made a sound like a woman groaning in agony.
Commercial had it fixed immediately and then made us a great light lunch
with fresh ingredients from the farm. Food
is so incredibly delicious when it doesn’t come out of a can or box. And here, as I am finding all over Italy, Italian’s
do not over do the ingredients. They use
far fewer than any American Italian dish. They believe (and have convinced me)
that the simpler and fewer ingredients there are (including spices) – the better
the end result.
Then he met a chick - she was taller than him and already had 2 kids of her own, but that didn’t
stop him.
Apparently he got a little too friendly… Oh Pedro!!!!
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