Scopello’s Pane Cunzatu
When our children were small, we headed to Palermo and Pino’s family every August – no visit complete without an all-family outing to Scopello. Our children and their palermitano cousins would scramble to the peaks of the rocky outcrops (“i faraglioni”) rising out of the aquamarine sea and gleefully leap off, arms spread and windmill-spinning, screaming…