09/05/2026
PICTURE IT… SICILY, 2026. 🇮🇹 So there we were… the Scarlet Lady decided to pull into Catania a little early, and honey, we weren’t about to waste a minute. We got off that ship and got right to exploring.
First stop? The countryside where we tasted local honey, sampled a few Sicilian wines, and then headed straight toward Mount Etna.
When I tell you Etna was ERUPTING while we were there… I mean, actively erupting. 🌋 We couldn’t see the lava, but we could see the red glow and smoke coming from the top.
Now, if we’d had more time, we could’ve taken the cable car up. But instead, we did what any respectable traveler would do… pistachio cream liqueur and Sicilian chocolate. Priorities!
We also saw the volcanic ash that had covered the entire roadway just TWO WEEKS earlier. And yes, the sky dropped some ash right onto our faces while we were there.
* Was it dirty? Maybe.
* Was it volcanic exfoliation? Absolutely. 😂
Then we headed into Taormina—the very town that helped make The White Lotus and The Godfather so iconic.
We wandered through the gorgeous streets, tucked into little alleyways, admired local artists and gardens, and took in panoramic views that looked completely fake. We even stumbled upon a wedding at one of the churches, complete with a vintage fiat.
And then came the food.
And because Sicily clearly loves me personally, I found a place with gluten-free arancini (ragu and cacio e pepe) and cipollina with local prosciutto that was absolutely AMAZING. Even Guy Fieri has given his stamp of approval.
And dessert?
A little local pastry shop with both regular AND gluten-free goodies. Jeff and I each grabbed a pistachio cream cannolo, and I sampled almond cookies in pistachio and lemon.
Because when you’re in Sicily, lemon isn’t an ingredient. It’s a lifestyle. 🍋
And then there was a statue….A statue without a head…standing there next to the port as a reminder of Sicily’s turbulent history and its fight for liberation in the 1800s.
Now, I’m not saying the Mafia did it…I’m just saying somebody did.
Either way, it felt like the perfect Sicilian reminder:
“Don’t. Mess. With. Sicily.”
We snapped a few pictures, soaked in ridiculous views, and are now headed off to our next adventure.
Would I come back? Yes. There’s still so much more to see, taste, and experience. Alicia Alsop Mitchell Jeff Mitchell