That's how my Italian neighbors, Teresa and Enzo, used to call me down to their ground-floor apartment in the neighboring palazzo for dinner nearly every night of the week. Enzo is a true Italian cook with a passion for fresh Neapolitan cuisine. I may never cook as well as he does, but the memories come flooding back with pleasure every time I sit down to a meal of my own making in the Italian tradition.
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Decaying West
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This is the second in a series of articles on the decline of the West.
Given the exceptionally poor condition of whatever is left of Western
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