Feasts of Internal Organs: Photos 21 to 42

Here’s a very belated and sort of abbreviated account of my Easter trip to Sicily last month.
Easter in Sicily was certainly an experience I will not forget. I was very lucky to get to experience Sicily within the context of a large and exuberantly welcoming Sicilian family who immediately opened themselves and their home up to me. It was a warm but easy sense of welcome, without any huge gestures or clear statements of ‘make yourself at home’, displayed simply by the way they picked me up at the airport, hustled me into the family car, and immediately starting talking about what we should have for dinner. Emanuela’s mother treated me as she treated her own kids, pushing me off to the bathroom to wash up when it was time for dinner, making sure I was dressed warmly enough to go out at night, and constantly fussing over me to be sure that I was eating enough.
Sicily amazed me with its beauty, its familiarity, and its chaos. Driving around the city with Emanuela, I was stunned by the amount of road rage and unbelievably crazy maneuvers that were executed by the tiny cars and motorbikes that sped

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