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A few weeks ago my husband and I had dinner with two men who'd come from Cagliari, Sardinia, for a project their company is doing with my husband's. When I told the two Italians my paternal grandfather was born in Sicily, they were genuinely interested and asked me where exactly. When I told them Monreale, they gently corrected my pronunciation and then one of them (more fluent in English than the other) launched into delightful descriptions of the beauty of Sicily. I was so enthralled that I didn't want the vicarious experience to end; I remembered I had this book and started reading it almost as soon as we got home. I read it in between other books, and it was always a pleasure to return to. Prose has an artistic, historic and literary outlook, of course, so she is the perfect guide for someone like me. She has a balanced eye, and sees the dark along with the light. I imagine that sometimes she struggled to see that light, as she chronicled a trip from her New York city home that occurred only months after September 11, 2001, which added another element to her journey and its story. To continue with the personal, one very interesting, surprising thing for me was how much the Carnival floats in Acireale were like the floats used here in New Orleans for our celebration. They are, in the true spirit of Mardi Gras, satiric or allegorical, and with intricate details.

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