I kept bumping into Erica and her parents at the market.
We do have great markets in Rome but the market in Ortigia is on another level. I think it’s because the food doesn’t have far to travel. The freshness and variety is unreal.
I’m still going on and on to Erica about the peaches I had. I’m sure she’s tired of hearing about them.
I didn’t buy any fish but I did eat my share from the market. I’m still talking about that too.
A MUST is the shop, Fratelli Burgio, located near the end of the market closest to the sea. It gets very crowded so be patient. I hear they have fantastic sandwiches and aperitivi. The line for sandwiches was long and there was only one person behind the counter. Poor guy.
I bought some Pachino sun dried tomatoes in olive oil there. At thirty-two euros a kilo they were not cheap but were worth every single euro.
A bowl of said tomatoes. Pachino tomatoes are grown only on the Southeastern coast of Sicily.
The fishmongers were quite lively (and flirty). I was too shy to snap a photo of the very attractive gentleman who called me Ms. New York.
Baked ricotta cheese at Fratelli Burgio.
Photos: Me with my iPhone