Fourth Stop: Sicily, Italy~ Part Two

To some of you reading this, it may come as a surprise to you to know that I love all things having to do with the Mafia. Not in real life, of course, just in movies and on television. (I have issues.)

There is a famous quote from the movie The Godfather that happens in the scene that this picture was taken from.



The famous line is: "Leave the gun; take the cannoli."

Anyway, after watching The Godfather thirty times, I have always wondered to myself, "What in the world is a cannoli?" I figured it must be pretty tasty to be worried about not forgetting it after murdering someone out in the middle of nowhere.

It sounded like some kind of pasta dish to me, but in the movies they always seem to have the cannoli in a pastry type box, so I figured that couldn't be right.

As it was getting time for our bus to take us back to the ship, it started to rain a little bit outside. So Melissa and I went inside the little food shop at the beach. The store was packed with people and full of good things to eat.

And that is when I first saw them........



At first, I was a little bit unsure of them; especially after being told by the lady at the counter (with a gorgeous Italian accent) that they are made of ricotta cheese and sugar.

Ewww! I thought to myself.

But the more I thought about it, it occurred to me, what better place in the world to try my very first cannoli than Sicily. I mean, Sicily is the birthplace of the Mafia and cannoli. And let's be honest, it's not like I'm going to be in Sicily any time again soon, amen?

So I decided just to go for it, and see what all the fuss was about. I shelled out two Euros, and I bought one.

And of course, I quickly snapped a picture of it. (Which is one of the reasons that I won't be going back to Sicily anytime soon.....Everyone there thinks I'm crazy because I wear winter garb at the beach, and because I take pictures of topless women and my food.)



Oh. My. Goodness.

It was delicious!

I totally understand how after murdering someone out in the middle of nowhere that a mobster would not want to forget his cannoli.

That was the sweetest tasting dessert that I have ever had.

As Melissa was waiting in line to get her treat (and my eyes were rolling back in my head), I screamed looked at her and said, "This is sooooooo goooooooood!"

She was trying a different dessert (which I also took a picture of while wearing winter garb).



As she was waiting in line, I told her that I would let her have a bite of my cannoli when she got to the table........

I lied.

By the time she got back to the table, I had finished that whole thing. (I believe I was wiping the extra cannoli off of my mouth as she walked up.) Melissa, if you are reading this, "I'm sorry, Friend!"

Unlike me, Melissa is not a complete pig, so she let me have a bite of her dessert. It was good, but it was definitely no cannoli.

After eating my cannoli, I snapped a couple of pictures of desserts for Mia before we had to get on the bus.





As we were lining up to get on the bus, Melissa noticed that our bus driver was a cutie. And since I already had my camera out taking pictures of topless women and food, she asked me to snap a picture of him.

So, of course, I did.

He did not seem too happy about it though; as soon as I went to snap the picture of him, he turned his head.



I guess not all Italian men love being photographed by a freakishly sunburned American woman at the beach dressed in full winter garb.

Men.

Go figure.