The Day I Was Told I Had Celiac Disease, I Was Eating a Brioche With Gelato
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Summer 2017
I was on vacation in our house in Sicily with my family, as every year.
Just a few days after arriving and still adjusting to the time zone, one of the first stops of our vacation, which would have officially announced the start of our summer vacation, had to be the artisanal gelateria ‘La Delizia’ down the street.
An unmissable stop for years now.
I couldn’t contain my excitement, perhaps even more than my children.
I’ve been living in New York for many years, where I’ve learned to appreciate the variety and abundance of food found in supermarkets, exotic fruits, and cuisines from around the world.
I have noticed over the years, though, that certain delicacies can only be enjoyed when I return ‘home to Sicily’.
Gli arancini con carne o burro, lo sfincione, il pane rimacinato freshly baked, la brioche con il gelato, la granita, la pasta con i tenerumi, il caciocavallo stagionato, il primosale, il gelo di mellone, la frutta Martorana… I could go on and on and on.
