I forgot to tell you something

An important fact which i forgot to include in my last post.  Alessandro and Fabio gave us each a liter of olive oil from the olives that we harvested.  We were given the chance to watch the process and in the end we are all carrying around with us a liter.  Mine is always placed in the middle of my backpack, wrapped in my clothes.  If something should go wrong with this plan it will truly be a disaster but one which would make me laugh for years.  I hope to share a bit on good bread with everyone I know and love.  It is unlike anything you have every tasted.  "Spicy, green, thin, clean."

It was with Alessandro's help that Christopher, Zoe and I devised a departure plan.  Eleanor had returned to her beloved and was sipping wine and eating smores italian style by the fire in Cormon. We said our good byes to her and were left to our own itinerary.  Zoe and I had a few days before reporting for WWOOF duty at our next farms.  Zoe was traveling to Umbria, I to Noto but Chris however had no plan.  He hoped to stay in one place, Vallelunga for his time in Italy, a complete impossiblity.   Our mission was to find a place to stay in Catania and then a farm for Chris.  Our priorities were internet, close to the town center, LAUNDRY, LAUNDRY and cheap and more LAUNDRY. 

Our itinerary was a late morning bus to Palermo and then connect to a bus for Catania.  The plan was decided based on eating cannoli and sleeping in a little.  It was a Sunday and their had been a considerable amount of merry making to celebrate the harvest.  We would arrive by dinner time in Catania the same day. 

The cannoli were sublime and well worth being the lead in the days events.  Fresh, just made fresh, not pasteurized-FRESH, creamy ricotta mixed with shaved dark chocolate bits.   The ricotta and the chocolate had been gently mixed.  Each edge of the chocolate stayed slightly crunchy, rich, dark.  On each end was a lovely blob of orange marmelatta.  The marmelatta was not too sweet, just the right amount of acidity to help move the creamy ricotta evenly on your palette and enough sugar to render the juice and rind smooth and viscus.  Perfection.  The shells were filled after they were ordered.  They stayed crunchy even though they were filled with the creamy wetness, stuffed to fill every nook and cranny. Indeed the best I have ever had.