Buena sera,
So it’s been a long day and I’m too tired to do any real story telling that involves research and explanations. This email is just about food!
Ru
We left Licata about 8 am in our tiny red Fiat hatchback; really cute and has great pickup and turns on a dime. We drove directly to Piazza Amerina to see the mosaics of Villa Romana del Casale. We spent the morning there so Randal could get his fill of mosaics. Then it was on to Enna, where the story of Persephone and Demeter is most closely associated. We were mostly lost and everything was closed until 6 pm. I was sad as it was the stop I’d read about and wanted to visit. But it was I who suggested going on to Catania which would take us closer to our next stop Mt. Etna. Cripes what a mistake! Catania is a giant city with traffic, miniscule streets, no giant billboards telling you where to find a hotel or any Info place being open. Plus we were winging it with no city map or plan of where to stay. So we decided to just find our way out and follow the coast and hope we’d stumble across a hotel.
We did find the Park Hotel which could be anywhere in the world so not so “quaint or cute.” But it’s clean and quiet and just a short walk from the waterfront where you have a vast choice of restaurants. Randal picked one and it was a treat. A great meal in a waterfront setting makes up for a lot. So here are some photos from the end of our day. I’ll catch up on our visit to Villa Romana del Casale and Enna another time.
Our waiter at La Prua adjusting the screen to block the setting sun Our hotel was along that row of buildings further to the left out of sight. |
Wine, homemade pasta dripping with olive oil and small pieces of fish, tiny clams, tomato and garlic; YUM!!! Randal had pasta with clams. |
This was the best stuff: homemade pasta! |
Can you taste Randal’s spaghetti with clams? |
Even better than a chocolate éclair or Boston Cream Pie. |
Decaf tiny coffee |
Our great waiter whose brother works reception and checked us into our Park Hotel. |
The woman on the left took the photo of us with our waiter. She was from Austria, I think; and the other ladies were from Iowa! |
La Prua which I think was the name of my pasta..very thick and chewy spaghetti noodles. |
Walking back to our hotel along the water front. |
A real fishing village and the food was like being back at Chippy’s in New Bedford! |