Sicily 2015
After I finished photographing the young man eating a pizza, I turned my lens on this dignified man who stands in the doorway of the espresso bar. His expression tells me he is not pleased. And I have the distinct feeling that when he is not pleased people start to worry. However, I didn’t catch this at the time. I was too busy eating my pastry: a pillow of fried dough filled with creamy, creamy, sweetened ricotta flavored with orange rind. So. Delicious. That moment, me eating that pastry, is one of the highlights of my trip to Sicily.