Walking through this Arabic-influenced Sicilian town, I asked a man on the street where the fish market was. He gave me directions and was about to leave when he stopped to add, "But don't buy anything there." My Italian is a little rough, but I think he said something about red tide. Whatever. I finally found the market (by accident) but the only thing red there were these colorful fish. It was a bustling great place with vendors yelling back and forth and loudly hawking their catch. I didn't buy anything.