Strolling through the streets of the Sicilian capital, I enjoy my coffee. Looking at the Porto di Palermo on a mild summer evening. The scent of blooming citrus trees, nestled among the alleys of picturesque leather craftsmanship, I settle down in front of the Teatro Massimo and observe the people. Under palm trees, the sun-warmed woods paired with the flying spice of cardamom, a hint of coriander caresses the nose, supporting like a soft leather couch, while Italian bergamot helps the orange-lime tandem lift through the streets of the Ballarò market. A touch of cedar and patchouli gives character to the Byzantine mosaics. As I put on my sunglasses, a final citrus rush before I drift towards the sunset on the Mediterranean. A summer masterpiece.
