Late Spring 2014
Two girls, two small budgets, two big appetites.
It has to be said that this was one of my (many) highlights of the year: a ski season friend and I discovered our mutual love of food and the italian language and decided to do something about it… it was time to go to Sicily.
Backpacks ready, we followed our stomachs to the land of granita, arancini and everything in between… and you can read all about it below.
"If the pistachio looks dirty, you're in the right place"
"Always keep mother in the fridge"
"Sunday night, Sicilian style"
"Did I just order a house brick made of pasta?"
Detox, Sicilian style: Granita
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