As a surprise for my birthday a few years ago, my husband and I, as the saying goes, traveled back to the old country! After a long and exhausting flight we finally reached our destination, a small town called Pozzallo on the Mediterranean in Sicily. The warm ocean breeze welcomed us as we tried to take in all of the scenery with one swoop of an eye.
It’s very early in the morning and the little town is just coming to life. The second floor shutters begin to fly open as they hear the farmers clanking down the street, in small open carts carrying the just-picked sweet vegetables, fresh bread and homemade creamy ricotta that had been prepared for the day's meals. But the tomatoes … I have never seen more perfect, juicy red gems! Not where I live! They were just picked and still warm from the sun. I wanted to just eat one right there on the street. The women begin lowering their wicker baskets, which are tied to a long rope, to reach the farmer on the cobblestone street below. He placed his goods in the basket, and up they go! I couldn't believe it!