CORN!!!! Do you *know* how badly I've been wanting fresh corn on the cob? Let's just say that I have dreamed about it. Token bought four ears. While it's not Indiana corn, it's not frozen, and therefore tastes amazing. Oh corn, how I've missed you.
Sicilian festivals are nothing without cute little blobs of stinky cheese. This booth in particular was extra repungent.
There were really, really old Sicilian carts, which were really ornate and cool.
Each cart has a story associated with it. This one seems to be about deception and murder. Scandalous!
There were also bright and happy painted carts. But what's the fun in that?
We might possibly go to a festival honoring the beloved pistachio this weekend. We'll see how I feel. After we got home from this festival, I conked out on the couch for a few hours. Walking those cobblestone streets takes a lot out of ya!