We travelled to Sicily just to eat at this patisserie/bar called Caffe Sicilia. It was worth two overnight trains, a three hour drive and the complications of rescheduling an extra day, they’re closed on Mondays, as we found out, the hard way.
L to R: Some sort of milk pudding, vanilla layered cake with hazlenuts and at the bottom, a Sicilian speciality, Cassata, an almond marzipan with cream filling, icing and candied fruit.
Strawberry and tomato granita.
Basil gelato.
The aftermath.
This was all in one sitting. It was a beautiful moment in my life.
