
It is not just a place, but three thousand years of history, woven like a rich tapestry of cultures and conquerors: the Phoenicians, the Greeks, the Romans, the Byzantines, the Moors, the Normans, the Spaniards, Garibaldi’s Italy.
A lineage that stretches from the Old World into the New. Sicily is America, too. It’s the Sicilian immigrants who poured into the port of New Orleans, shaping the city’s very soul. It’s the island that American soldiers liberated in World War II, binding the two lands forever. Sicily is Italian America. It is Sinatra’s voice, Coppola’s vision. It is entertainment, romance, and myth. Sicily is exotic. It is wild and coastal, rugged and mountainous. It is the sun and all of its optimism, reflected in the vibrant colors of tomatoes, eggplants, peppers, and lemons, in the tiles that adorn restaurants and villas, and in the colorful and ebullient personality of the Sicilian people. It is convivial, warm, breezy, and alive.

