The beach in this town on Sicily’s northern coast was somewhat deserted this afternoon, in spite of the high temperatures. That didn’t stop me from putting on my bathing suit and jumping into the bath-water-warm sea. And it didn’t stop a group of teenage boys on their way home from school who dropped their books, took off their clothes and jumped right in as they probably do more days than not. Such freedom. Nick and I had stopped here on our trip to research his Great Italian Desserts book. And that night, I headed into town to check out why crowds had gathered. Hint: that screen in the distance on the left. Give up? Click here for the backstory.