More than simple generosity, it's abbondanza: a surfeit of good things to eat and drink. For everyday, a lavish buffet. For gala occasions, a cornucopia of antipasti, multiple courses of pasta, endless meat and vegetable platters, and an infinity of desserts. Mangia!, they said. And, good guests, we did.
Just for the record, none of the happy people in these photos are Ugly 'Merkins. German, Belgian, Polish, Czech, British, Hungarian, as I recall, along with the hospitable Italians, of course.
Tomorrow: some parting thoughts from Sicily.
