As soon as we docked, we were whisked to a table where Antonia, Santina's daughter, made sure we had the most beautiful spread of seasonal foods. I started my meal with the beautiful pile of polpo and fish and couldn't stop saying, "My Dad would love this, my Dad would be so proud of me for eating all of this." Everything there was so pure, no-frills, delicious and true Italian food, the kind of food you imagine your ancestors diving right into after returning home from a long day at sea. I had zucchini pasta, and I'm fairly certain it changed my life.