I have been writing about how in Sicily I noticed a refusal for curating places for the eye of the outsider. Palermo, Agrigento, Cefalu and later Catania are rough around the edges, but feel real, authentic and lived. Taormina is was the exception to the rule. Known to attract those with deeper pockets, and having … Continue reading Taormina: Sicily’s Manicured Exception (and the Quirkiest Bar in Castelmola) →