They say the gods imprisoned here, on the slopes of Etna, the spirit of curiosity and thirst for knowledge in the lava stone, in the juniper leaves, in every thorn of the bastadduni plant. And here I was born. I have seen the world and its wonders, and each time, I returned home, a conqueror, enriched by new discoveries, ammizzigghiata by a familiar land. My land. Do you know how intense a sip of Etna can be? Sit back, I’ll tell you.