There’s something about Sicily that sticks with you. On your skin, in your camera roll, in how quickly you develop opinions about brioche. The island is full of contrasts: volcanic cliffs and citrus groves, peeling paint and polished marble, sea urchins eaten on plastic plates next to grand old cafés that look like they haven’t changed since the 1950s.
And the food — it gets under your skin. Simple ingredients — mozzarella from the Madonie Mountains, sun-ripened tomatoes. Basic, but somehow better here.
Breakfast in Sicily...
…is not something you rush. It’s granita and brioche, eaten slowly while the day warms up. The almond version is grainy, fragrant. Pistachio, though — that’s next level, and if you can find a place that adds a layer of cream on top, you’re onto a winner.
Meals are slower...
…louder, dictated by season and mood. There’s no performance — just pride. What’s on the plate depends on where you are, who’s cooking, and what was fresh that morning.
In Palermo...
…you eat standing up. Under strip lights, in the street, between conversations. Pane ca’ meusa (the ‘spleen sandwich’) isn’t there to be reinvented — it just exists. The arancini are the kind of hot where you know you should wait, but don’t. Crispy outside, lava inside — totally worth the burn.
The food markets aren’t aesthetic, they’re alive. Men shout prices over crates of prickly pears. Tourists and locals weave through the same narrow lanes. Vendors practically force-feed you samples, and you oblige. It’s chaotic but perfect.
Beyond the markets...
…trattorias give you a different pace. Pasta alla Norma shows up almost everywhere — fried aubergine, sweet tomato, salted ricotta. In Ortigia, there’s swordfish with lemon and olive oil. Wild fennel, pine nuts, raisins appear throughout Sicily. Sardines wrapped in breadcrumbs and citrus — sarde a beccafico — a humble dish found all over the island.
What’s on the plate depends on where you are, who’s cooking, and what was fresh that morning.
Cannoli are filled at the last second with proper ricotta — cool, whipped. Anything pre-filled is basically criminal. No one’s trying to impress you. Which, of course, is exactly what makes it so good.
You find yourself craving breakfast before you’ve even gone to bed — pistachio cornetti, almond granita, brioche still warm. Not bad for someone who never eats breakfast at home. Even your coffee changes. After the third slow, “Oat-a meelk??” — said like you’d just insulted their grandmother — you stop asking. You try horsemeat because, well, when in Sicily. It’s not for everyone, but the Sicilian guy you’re into doesn’t bat an eyelid. By the time you leave, you’re full, a little sunburnt, and quietly hooked — not just on the food, but on the place itself.
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