From the day I stepped foot on this island, I have been enamoured with the bar culture. Uh, not what you may be thinking. This is a place where you go for coffee and sweets. True enough, you can also slug back an alcoholic drink, but why do that when you can drink cappuccino? Truthfully, it puts Starbucks to shame. Two cappuccini and a dolce for about 3.50 euro, which is under $5. And it tastes so much better. The locals stand shoulder to shoulder at the counter, drinking their espresso. Just when you think you'll never get served, they all leave because they only take a minute to down a shot and then they are outta there.
Every town has many bars, about as many bars as Catholic churches in Sicily or Baptist churches in Atlanta. One on every corner, or just about. Not only are the pastries delicious, but they are prepared with an eye for food art. Just look at them all! Remember, presentation is 9/10 of the law.
Not a bad Sunday morning ritual. I worship the goddess of cappuccino and dolce, and am eternally grateful for them coming into my life. You would, too!
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