Per i napoletani mangiare la pizza è come fare l'amore
A recent article in the Boston Globe suggests that eating pizza may well be a sensuous experience. The author of this particular piece describes how a woman in Naples:
... romanced her pizza: carefully cutting a slice, raising it on her fork, admiring it before she wrapped her lips around it. Chewing slowly, she savoured the pizza in her mouth, then closed her eyes to swallow before she smiled.
So surprisingly, he's not alone in his lusty reading of the joys of pizza-eating, but crucially, our pizza-loving woman used cutlery, contradicting Falco's other point, which is:
We make genuine Neapolitan pizza, and anyone from Naples will tell you, you don't eat pizza with a knife and fork. It's crazy using cutlery.
Yes, he is so convinced that pizza is the food of love he has decided to ban cutlery from every branch of Rossopomodoro so customers are forced to get their hands all over the doughy circles of loveliness. The management has even vowed to confiscate the offending implements should someone try and smuggle them in. What's he playing at with our knives and forks?
Rowan Walker for Guardian.co.uk
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