(if I have to know about this, you all should have to know about it too)
According to a book I have on the history of Sicilian cuisine*, Saint Bernard’s sauce was popular in Sicily (at least with those who could afford the ingredients) during the seventeenth, eighteenth, and nineteenth centuries. It was commonly served with boiled potatoes and steamed artichokes, among other things.
This concoction was made of almonds, sugar, and anchovies, pounded into a paste and cooked gently with unsweetened chocolate and vinegar.
And if that doesn’t sound like the some of the most gruesome shit anyone ever thought to put in their mouth, I don’t know what does.
have fun with Piero, maybe because we’re both Sicilian… His flaw is that, as
any good Sicilian, he impose things to others”
“Well, what comes first to my mind maybe is Piero’s authority, maybe he’s a bit
too much, you know, sometimes he can also be a little arrogant…”
doesn’t notice who’s around him so sometimes he doesn’t even know what he’s saying…
He needs to be stopped”
“I can say Ignazio is a bit like me, because he’s very instinctive so he doesn’t
count to ten before he speaks”
don’t know, Gianluca is like the serious one, who is only focused on perfection
and wants to do everything perfectly”
Gianluca starts talking… he’s long-worded, he doesn’t stop. To get to an
ending, he must speak for two hours.”
“You know what? I was thinking about it… Sometimes I become demoralized because
when I’m on television I can’t hide my feelings, so when I’m happy I can be the
nicest person in the world, but when I’m sad I stand like this” *he lowers his