July 16, 2012
“What are you doing, Mister?” (She wonders.)
Not being quite as shy as she, I stick the camera in Tarzan’s face: “What are you doing, Mister (Signore)?”
“Digging for *+*&^%$#.”
I do not understand the word, and ask if he is looking for clams.
No, it is something else, though a bivalve of some sort (he shows me one). “For lunch,” he adds.
Sicilians are always foraging in the fields for something to eat, so why should it be any different at the beach?
This boy is on the hunt for crabs. How many do you need for pasta with crab?