Word: raviolis
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...chunks of rare steak and a mound of barbecued kidneys on his plate, devour them and then heap on a second helping. For breakfast, he holds down to a steak and four to six eggs. He usually skips lunch. With great effort ("I go crazy"), he resists the spaghetti, ravioli and pizza he dearly loves, and the beer he loves scarcely less. In the old days, Lanza once polished off 40 pieces of fried chicken at a sitting, and washed them down with a quart of eggnog...
...Italians were too depressed to enjoy cheerful dance music"), eked out a living by trading on the black market. But since then Bruno, who changed his name from Baldini to Quirinetta after making his first big hit in Rome's Quirinetta nightclub, has become roughly as popular as ravioli...
Boiled Chicken Politics. The King could be controlled through his passion for boiled chicken; Alberoni sent him one every day. The Queen was both gluttonous and fussy. For her Alberoni imported Italian cheese, wine, ravioli, truffles and gooseberries (he insisted to the Duke of Parma that they were vital to the security of Italy). No matter how busy he might be with domestic and foreign affairs, the culinary Cardinal never failed to dash to the royal palace at mealtimes to cook the Queen her favorite dishes. If she did not see eye to eye with him on policy, Alberoni would...
...ration is three a month. Baked spaghetti and macaroni dishes are almost impossible to make, because farinaceous foods are either unobtainable or rationed to near zero. Soho shops still sell ravioli occasionally, but it is filled only with spinach. Most people have forgotten the taste of cheese or wish they could forget it. All sausage is partly packed with bread crumbs. More than a quarter of a pound of sugar might be allotted each person weekly if so much were not being sent...
...chronicle of ancient tabloid-headline love: a king's wife and a handsome lover; a compassionate husband; a wise, blind, bearded oldster poking about in the background. It is old stuff to sophisticated opera fans, but Montemezzi's surging, glowing score is as Italian as ravioli, and one of the best of its kind since Verdi. Last week Composer Montemezzi made L'Amore del Tre Re an event by dishing it up, with his own baton, at Manhattan's Metropolitan Opera...