Moments in Time

I been unable to post on My Bella Sicily for a while due to my caregiving duties for my 87 year old mother who struggled from a stroke and subsequently died October 9th. I have been blessed to have my mother and father live into their late 80’s. My dad turns 89 this September. Grief comes in waves and degrees. I miss my mother dearly, but take solace that she no longer suffers and is dancing on the streets of gold. My mother died nine days before my birthday, then came Thanksgiving and Christmas. I won’t lie,  it was difficult. Some days are better than others, but I made it though the toughest “firsts” right out of the gate. I cannot help but think October will never be the same for me and my family. Fortunately, I have many wonderful October memories to draw strength from, such as reuniting with my Sicilian family after 100 years.

My first visit to Sicily was October 8, 2014 with seven of my cousins. Our grandmothers were sisters and they had lost contact with their Sicilian family in 1915 after the death of their father. We were fulfilling their dream (and ours) to connect with our Sicilian roots. As we approached the Palermo airport, I was in awe at the deep emerald blue sea, it was breathtakingly beautiful.  I could see for what seemed like a hundred miles. The Madonie Mountain range clearly in view. I was fired-up to put my feet on the ground, but wanted to remember this moment in time for the rest of my life; I felt the love of my grandmother and great grandparents with me on this journey.

My first visit to Sicily was absolutely life-changing on so many levels. I’ve written about the beautiful family reunion with our Sicilian cousins in a previous blog post. When the anniversary of my mother’s death comes this October, I am so thankful I can recall many happier moments of her, and also think of Sicily.

A visit to Sicily will capture your heart forever. Create your moment in time with a visit to Sicily. There are so many wonderful sights to see, delicious cuisine to enjoy, history to absorb, and amazing things to do. Travel is more affordable than ever and you may even connect with your family. Check out my friends, Alfred Zappala and Eszter Vajda, at You, Me & Sicily to learn about their small custom tour options in 2018.


Sicilian Marionettes

Located on the outskirts of Partinico, Palermo, Sicily, you will find la Real Cantina Borbonica an extraordinary building commissioned in 1800 as a winery by Ferdinand I, King of the Two Sicilies. Today the building is primarily used as a museum of historical, cultural and agricultural traditions, and for special events, like weddings, concerts and banquets. It’s also home to marionette theater.

A marionette is a puppet controlled from above the stage using wires or strings. A marionette’s puppeteer is called a marionettist. Marionettes became popular in Sicily during the thirteenth century with the reign of Ferdinand II, and are considered an important part of the rich Sicilian folk culture. For centuries, young and old alike have enjoyed watching the reenactment of medieval characters and stories, such as Orlando (Roland), one of Charlemagne’s knights, the Norman knights of King Roger of Sicily, and the Saracens (Moors). There were historical families of marionnettists throughout western Sicily, such as the Greco of Palermo; and the Canino of Cinisi and Alcamo.

The Sicilian marionette theater Opera dei pupi was proclaimed in 2001 and inscribed in 2008 in the UNESCO Intangible Cultural Heritage Lists.

Sicilian Dreams

There are very few people living today who were part of the wave of migration from Sicily to America between the years 1900 – 1920’s. Research shows approximately 75% of Sicilian men who came for work in America never planned to stay permanently. They were nicknamed “Birds of Passage.” Sicilians who did settle left EVERYTHING they ever knew to follow their dreams of a better life in America. Contemplate leaving your home, family, culture, possessions, animals and property for the unknown – a land where you do not know the language or culture. This was years before the telephone and television, and decades before email and advanced communication like Skype, Messenger and Whats App.

Once in America, despite many challenges, Sicilian immigrants slowly adjusted to their new American lifestyle. They found jobs, married, purchased homes, had children and assimilated into their communities. Sadly, some immigrants never spoke about their life back in Sicily, too painful or difficult, various reasons. Those who did impart their stories and Sicilian traditions on to their children, grandchildren and great grandchildren passed on a great gift. I never met my great grandfather, Angelo Comito, but his passion for Sicily, family and education was passed on to his daughters – my grandmother and her sister – and they in turn passed it on to their descendants. We are the fulfillment of Angelo’s Sicilian Dreams.

Northern coast of Sicily

I first visited Sicily in 2014. Its unspoiled scenic beauty overwhelmed me. The fresh sea air is invigorating. Standing at the shoreline you can see the deepest and bluest water imaginable. The majestic Madonie mountain range in western Sicily offers miles and miles of elevations and patchwork green fields. Sunsets are a glimpse of heaven, allowing the soul to peacefully be restored.

A visit to beautiful Sicily will connect you to your roots and to who you are. See the villages of your ancestors. Enjoy authentic Sicilian cuisine and culture. You may be surprised to find living relatives like my cousins and I did. If you would like referrals to sources in Sicily, please contact me at . I do not make a dime, just happy to share information and my love for Sicily.

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Congratulations Palermo, Sicily on being chosen the 2018 Cultural Italian City! Palermo was the perfect choice because it is one of Italy’s most vibrant and eclectic cities.

Sicily is strategically located in the Mediterranean and Palermo’s amazing location along the northwestern coast encircled by mountains lured multiple conquerors, including the Greeks, Romans, Arabs, Normans, Spanish and in 1861 the Italians. Rulers brought their unique cultures, architecture and cuisines. In the 12th century the Normans placed their stamp on Palermo making the city one of the most cultural and prosperous cities in the world. Beautiful cathedrals were built and some of the greatest monuments erected. Even into the 21st century, many of these ancient buildings and structures still exist, although well worn by time and lack of funds to repair, but this only adds to the charm of the city.

Porta Nuova

We lost contact with our Sicilian family in 1915 and I always wondered if we still had living Sicilian relatives. In October 2014, I traveled to Sicily with several American cousins to visit our ancestral city of Partinico, just outside of Palermo. We stayed at the beautiful Excelsior Palace Hotel (now the Mercure Hotel) located in the city’s financial and commercial center. [Please check out my previous blog posts where I go into greater detail about our successful and memorable visit in reconnecting with our Sicilian cousins.]

My first visit to Sicily was magical. I returned in April 2015 and in August 2016 and stayed with family. It was wonderful. Just imagining my ancestors, from centuries ago, walking the same streets, visiting the markets, attending the festivals, churches and cathedral, eating the delicious street foods and enjoying the sun and sea…throughout each visit with family, I could sense my ancestors presence with me, as if like they orchestrated each visit.

If you enjoy history, especially Sicilian history, culture and cuisine; you want to re-connect with your family heritage; or looking to relax on the beach or hike Le Madonie Mountains, you will enjoy visiting Palermo. There is so much to experience. I hope to visit Sicily in 2018 and to see how Palermo rolls out the Italian Cultural City red carpet – Sicilian style!

The Babe of Bethlehem: A Sicilian Christmas Tradition


As we approach Advent and the Christmas season, many Americans begin their annual ritual of dragging out boxes of holiday decorations. One cannot experience this customary process without recalling memories of past festivities with family and friends.

My family follows typical American Christmas traditions with a twist of Italian/Sicilian customs. The focus is food, faith, and la famiglia – the family! Growing up, the heart of our home was my paternal grandmother. The daughter of Sicilian immigrants, my grandmother was only seven when her father died tragically in a factory fire. She was forced to grow up quickly and take on responsibility at a young age because her mother did not speak English. Despite disappointments and heartaches throughout her life, she maintained a great sense of humor and strong faith in God. She instilled in her loved ones the belief that far more valuable than the gifts we give or receive, the food we eat, or the extravagant adornments, Christmas is about the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ – fully God and fully man – bringing joy, hope and love to the world.

One of my most cherished memories of Christmastime is watching my grandmother lovingly displaying a beautiful, but well-worn, nativity crib/crèche. The porcelain figurines of Mary, Joseph, baby Jesus, the three wise men, and the shepherds wore clothes made of brightly colored silk-like material. As a child I was allowed to play with them, but carefully supervised. Little did I understand then the significance of the crèche to our Christian faith and especially the great importance the nativity crib represented to our Sicilian culture.


The history of the nativity crib dates back to Italy in 1223 with St. Francis of Assisi. To commemorate the birth of Christ, he created a living reenactment of the manger scene, complete with hay and oxen. St. Francis was so deeply moved by the scene he could barely utter a word. He could only say ‘the Babe of Bethlehem’. The nativity crib, or in Italian presepio or presepe, as it is known today, with three-dimensional statues using various materials such as wood, gold, silver, ivory and coral, is believed to have started in Sicily in the fifteenth century; probably because of their puppet craftsmanship. The Jesuits saw the nativity crib as an excellent teaching visual and the spread of Christianity grew throughout Europe. By the seventeenth century the tradition expanded to England. However, the Puritans in America banned the nativity crib, citing it as idolatry. Fortunately, as Europeans emigrated to America in the 1800’s and early 1900’s, they brought their Christmas traditions and customs with them, including the nativity crib and the Christmas tree. Now Americans of many faiths enjoy the season with these treasured traditions.

My grandmother died in 1977 and her cherished nativity crib has not been seen for years, but the life-giving message of the nativity crib still resonates. Often I reminisce about those simpler Christmas celebrations, when the emphasis of the season was on Christ who came to save us and less on Santa. This holy season, let’s rekindle in our hearts a desire to follow the star that leads to Jesus, the Babe of Bethlehem, who offers us His gifts of love, joy, and hope.

Buon Natale and a holy Christmas season.

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My love for Sicily grows with each visit!

Sicily is filled with cultural enchantment, deep historic origins and offers a wide array of delicious produce and cuisine. My first visit was in the fall of 2014. I returned in the spring of 2015 and recently visited this summer. No matter what time of year you go, Sicily is paradise on earth!

In early August, I spent a delightful afternoon with my Sicilian cousins who took me to Cefalù; it’s an ancient city along the northern coastline that was conquered by the Normans in 1063. Folklore states the King of Sicily, Roger II, made a vow to Jesus that if he escaped a storm at sea he would build a church to him. The King was miraculously spared so in 1131 he requested a Cathedral be erected, designed in Norman architecture. Despite numerous invasions throughout the centuries, the Cathedral of Cefalù is well preserved and its impressive towers still dominate the harbor. The interior of the Cathedral was restored in 1559. Though deterioration is evident, behind the high alter is a magnificent Byzantine mosaic of Jesus that is both breathtaking and humbling. The mosaic is comparable in design to the spectacular Byzantine mosaic of Jesus at the Cathedral of Monreale.



Something I did not expect to see in the city center of Cefalù and hidden under the Martino Palace was a medieval laundry. I hiked down the steep stairway to the laundry and saw the historic wash tubs, built directly over the river, and constructed out of lava stone about 500 years ago. I couldn’t imagine what life must have been like for the women of Cefalù in the 1600’s. Every day they carried baskets filled with dirty laundry down to the wash tubs, scrub them in the cold river, then took the clean wet laundry back up the stairs to bring home and hang on clothes lines. However, I was very surprised when I learned this ancient laundry practice was still in use until the 1950’s, when the city finally had running water in homes. Yikes! I’ll never complain about doing laundry ever again!


Though Cefalù was very crowded and repressively hot in August, I enjoyed strolling along the narrow streets with my Sicilian cousins, visiting the quaint shops, seeing beautiful views of the sun drenched sea and watching people having a wonderful time. I also indulged in a Sicilian summertime favorite –refreshing granita. Granita is a flavored ice slushy, usually made with fruit. My choice was the watermelon granita and it was mouthwateringly amazing!!

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Full Family Circle

My genealogy interest began in the 1980’s. Researching my mother’s English ancestors seemed like a piece of cake compared to researching my father’s Sicilian roots. For many years I was at a dead end until the fall of 2014 when I visited Palermo, Sicily and worked with a local research guide. We were blessed to locate and reconnect with living relatives, after a 100 year disconnection, due to the death of our great grandfather, Angelo Comito.

Since then, my Sicilian passion has been ablaze! I found digitized church records via and discovered my Comito family tree as far back as the 1600’s. In the spring of 2015, I returned to Sicily and stayed with family. They opened their hearts and homes introducing me to traditions, culture, foods and day-to-day life. I am in communication with my Sicilian cousins on a weekly basis. At the end of July, I am returning to Sicily for a third time! Call me obsessed but I’m already budgeting for a fourth visit to Sicily in 2017 or early 2018!!!

However, the family circle was completed in June when my Sicilian cousin Leonarda and her husband Antonino visited America to celebrate their 50thwedding anniversary. Our American cousins exposed them to our culture, cuisine and families. They were not too happy with the cuisine, just saying. But the most touching event was the day we went to Coldwater, Michigan, located 2 hours southwest of Detroit and where my great grandfather Angelo died and is buried. As we stood at his grave, Leonarda was deeply overcome realizing in that moment she connected 100 years and thousands of miles with the great uncle she never knew. Time and eternity melted away as Angelo’s family was unified again.

Angelo Comito Grave Stone_retouched


With popular television programs like “Who Do You Think You Are,” “Genealogy Roadshow” and the PBS series “Finding Your Roots” people are drawn to learn more about their ancestors. If you’ve ever desired to know more about your family roots but were not sure where to begin, or if you’re feeling overwhelmed, I recommend starting with a few sites:

Don’t be surprised if you see errors, like misspelled names and incorrect dates. Also, if you’re researching southern Italian ancestors, the women do not take the last name of her husband. They keep their maiden names their entire life. Also, if you’re on Facebook, search genealogy sites, like Sicilian, Italian, or German pages. People can give you tips and also help with translations, usually at no cost.

One final tip: If you do not have a computer or Internet access, no problem – visit your local library where staff is more than willing to assist and services are free.

Sicilian Heart and Soul


Yes, a Sicilian father is the head and protector of the family, but it’s the mother who is the heart and soul of the home. If you’ve ever doubted the great importance a mother holds in a family one only needs to contemplate the Italian proverb “If the father should die, the family would suffer; if the mother should die, the family ceases to exist.”

Sicilian women are passionately devoted to their family and fearless when faced with challenges. After two thousand years of Sicilian invasions, wars, plagues, monarchies, treaties, dominations, martyrs, crimes, and economic crisis, it takes a lot to rattle them…

Sicilian women work very hard to make a home and carry on traditions, including art, music, craftsmanship, agriculture, cooking, sewing, faith, family stories and history – they pass on their knowledge to their children and grandchildren in hopes they too will do the same, like their ancestors did before them.

My Sicilian grandmother instilled in me a love for my heritage and family. If you were blessed to have a Sicilian mother or grandmother, like I was, then you fully appreciate the heart and soul of a Sicilian home.

Sicily: There’s no place like it on earth!

The precious triangular gem of the Mediterranean is strategically located between Europe and Africa. For more than 3,000 years it was conquered more than any island in world history, including the Greeks, Romans, Germans, Byzantines, Arabs, French, Spanish, and in 1861 unified Italy. The end result created a unique melting pot of cultures, architecture and cuisine.slider1

Today, besides the still unspoiled lush sandy beaches, breathtaking mountain views, historic landmarks, beautiful passionate people, and enchanting wines and food, there is a common thread that weaves through the Sicilian heart – their devotion to family, friends, food, and faith in God.

This same devotion is imbedded within the hearts of Sicilian-American children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. Our Sicilian ancestors made great sacrifices to immigrate to America. Most left everything behind – possessions and land, but most of all, they left their family and culture for a better life for themselves and their children.

Have you ever desired to return to the land of your parents, grandparents, and great grandparents? If so, I highly encourage you to just do it! If you’ve been to Italy but never Sicily, then you’ve missed the heart and soul of Italy. Because once you experience the sights, the sounds and smells of Sicily, you will literally be changed forever!

Sicily – My Eyes Adored You

Sicily is much more than a wonderful island; it is paradise on earth! The famous German writer, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, once wrote: “To have seen Italy without having seen Sicily is not to have seen Italy at all, for Sicily is the clue to everything.” For me, Sicily became a transforming experience. Reconnecting to the bonds of my Sicilian family has brought me closer to our rich and unique culture.

The first time I saw the beautiful island of Sicily was in October 2014 as our flight from Rome was descending into the Palermo Airport. We were flying at an altitude of about 2,000 feet and I began to see the Western Sicilian highlands, a glorious mountain range that spreads down the coast of Sicily with breathtaking views of patchwork fields of green. The Tyrrhenian Sea is an incredibly deep blue color – like an emerald blue – yet extremely clear. I don’t know what was more exciting, to witness the grandeur of God’s magnificent creation, or the realization I would soon be putting my feet down on the same ground my ancestors left when they immigrated to America in 1907.


We landed at the Falcone–Borsellino Airport just outside of Palermo. The airport is named in memory of the two leading anti-mafia judges, Giovanni Falcone and Paolo Borsellino, who were murdered by the mafia in 1992. At the time I did not fully grasp how their murders impacted Sicilians. I came to understand the deaths of these two heroic leaders were as momentous to Sicilians as the assignation of JFK or the attacks on 9/11 are to Americans.

During this first visit I spent only a few short days in Sicily, but it was just enough time to experience magnificent sites, eat delicious cuisine, and tour two exceptional Sicilian wineries: Cusumano and Donnafugata. But the absolute highlight was discovering and reuniting with family, after ten decades apart. I felt incredibly sad to leave Sicily; like a part of my heart was being left behind. When I returned to Michigan I knew I would have to go back to Sicily. As the days went by I felt Sicily calling me and pulling me back, like the undertow of the ocean’s current.

Last April, with anticipated joy, I allowed the undertow to pull me back to Sicily. Again I experienced the beauty of flying into Palermo – seeing the triangular gem off the toe of Italy. What a sight! I had a wonderful time with my newly-found Sicilian cousins. They pampered and treated me to the very best Sicilian hospitality, including delicious foods, festivals, and quality family time. I loved every single minute meeting more family and getting to know my cousins better –only 7 months before we were strangers, now their hearts were knit deeply into my heart forever.

This summer I’m blessed to be returning a 3rd time to Sicily – I discovered affordable flights through Windsor, Canada rather than flying from the US, go figure. This time I hope to do a bit more sightseeing in Palermo, visit the eastern side of Sicily, and get in some relaxation at one of the beautiful sandy beaches. I will also enjoy Cappuccino and Espresso every day, and indulge in some unbelievably delicious gelato – more than once or twice.