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.
Trademarks of the True Messiah – A Homily for the 22nd Sunday of the Year
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In Sunday’s Gospel the Lord firmly sets before us the need for the cross,
not as an end in itself, but as the way to glory. Let’s consider the Gospel
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