History & Tradition

The first time I came to San Giacomo in Sicily, the warm air suffused with the smell of almonds and wild fennel. An amber glow through the dark green leaves of centuries old olive trees greeted me and my family as we drove through the beautiful country road that led to what was to be our future home. The stunning views of luscious green hills that surrounded our abode were balm to my soul for years intoxicated with urban life and metropolitan surroundings.