A Fishing Boat Breakfast in Cetara Beats Any Hotel Buffet on the Coast
I sat on the wooden bench of a fishing boat, steam rising from a tiny espresso cup, the smell of salt and fresh anchovies mixing with the morning air. The sun was still soft over the water, and the only sounds were the creak of ropes and the low chatter of fishermen mending nets. That’s when I knew: no hotel buffet, no matter how many pastries they pile up, can compete with breakfast on a working boat in Cetara. Cetara’s