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“Livia could have made a sugo blindfold- she had been making it almost every day for years. The only difficulty was, there were as many different kinds of sugo as there were days in a month. There was the everyday version, which might be no more than a handful of ripe tomatoes squashed with the tip of a knife to release the juices, then quickly fried in oil. There was the classic version, in which the tomatoes were simmered along with some garlic and onions until they had reduced to a thick, pulpy stew. Then there was a richer version, in which pieces of meat were cooked for several hours to extract all the flavor, and so on all the way up to ragù del guardaporte, the gatekeeper's sauce, so called because it required someone to sit by it all day, adding little splashes of water to stop the rolls of meat stuffed with parsley, garlic and cheese from drying out.”

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Book:The Wedding Officer
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The Wedding Officer

In 'The Wedding Officer,' readers are transported to the 19th century, where the protagonist, a young officer, is tasked with the unique duty of officiating weddings for soldiers. The story delves into the complexities of romance and the constraints of military life, offering a glimpse into the personal lives of soldiers amidst the backdrop of a structured society. The novel explores themes of love, loyalty, and the challenges of balancing personal desires with professional obligations. more

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Anthony Capella
Anthony Capella

Anthony Capella, born in 1962, is an individual whose profession and category remain unknown. His life experience and contributions are currently limited in information. more

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