The first sign of autumn [not that you'd know it from the weather] has to be these fichi d'India or prickly pears in the shops. [You sometimes find them in supermarkets in Britain but they are expensive and not succulent as they are here.] They grow everywhere in Sicily and were the first truly Sicilian fruit I was introduced to back in 1992. I didn't know, at first, that the thorns could get embedded in your hands and that you should eat the fruit with a knife and fork. If you buy them from a supermarket the thorns are cut back but your hands can still get tingly after touching the skin. I love the taste; it is like nothing else I have ever tried.
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