A Summer Table at Curina

A feast of light, laughter, and Sicilian simplicity.

Evenings at Curina unfold slowly.

As the sun sinks behind the hills, long tables appear on the terrace, adorned with handwoven linens and golden reflections. The air fills with voices, with the soft clink of glasses and the aroma of grilled fish and lemon.

Each dinner here tells a story — of shared heritage, of recipes passed through generations, of friendship and light. The private chef moves with calm precision, plating dishes that honor both memory and place.

It’s more than dining — it’s belonging.Because in Sicily, the table is the truest expression of love, and every meal is an act of gratitude to the land itself.

And when the candles flicker and the cicadas sing, you realize: this is how time tastes.