When I heard that George just came back from Sicily, I was too excited to meet him. When you say Sicily, what comes to mind? Mafia and The Godfather! For some time now, I've always been fascinated with the gang myth. I've read it in books and I even grew up loving Marlon Brando. It's a man's fantasy to be the Last Don but instead of detailed story of his journey, my silly friend told me about Sicily's Great Eggplant-Tomato Stew. He said it's a quintessential meal
for The Godfather. He might be toying with me but here's the recipe:
