Viva San Conrado!

Today was the feast day of San Conrado. He is the patron of Noto, the baroque town nearby. Daniele and I went there last Sunday, where in Noto the feast was in full swing. Except that, to our disappointment, our favourite rustic trattoria (4 courses of homemade everything 10 euro) was closed. There was no feasting to be done. Then Daniele remembered the fine establishment he last went to with a priest of 80 years old, called 'la barocca'. He remembered that the food was particularly good, but thought it was probably due to his company, the priest being a chaplin of the local prison, and the waiter being a former inmate-penitent. On this occasion, however, he needn't have worried- the grub was great with or without the ecclastical influence.