with Aunt Maria and braced myself to be yelled at in Italian.
âWant a bite?â I asked her.
âNo.â She held up the newspaper. There was a picture of me. The headline read, MATCHMAKER AT AMORE PIZZERIA.
âLook. Iâm sorry. I know you said not to. You said, â Capisce?â But then that reporter came in. I matched her the other day as an experiment. And that went really well. She wanted to do an article. She said it would be good for business. And I love you so much and love Amore Pizzeria so much that I couldnât letââ
She held up her hand for me to stop talking.
A few beats later, she broke into a huge smile. Then she pushed a button on the cash register and the drawer flew open. It was full of money. âIt worked!â
âSo youâre not mad?â
âIâm furious. But Iâm so happy.â She hugged me. âYou eat!â
I was just about to sink my teeth into the sandwich when a customer yelled, âWater! Acqua! â He grabbed a glass and chugged it, half of it spilling down the front of his shirt. âThat sauce! Itâs too spicy! Are you trying to kill me?â
The sauce?
I touched the sauce on my sandwich with my tongue. âYowww! Heâs right,â I said to Aunt Maria, and grabbed my own glass of water.
Aunt Maria yelled to AJ, âWhere did that pot come from?â
AJ said, âThe walk-in fridge. Itâs the batch you made Wednesday.â
She looked at the bubbling pot, grabbed a spoon, and tasted the sauce. She immediately spit it out.
âSomeone has ruined my sauce,â Aunt Maria yelled. âWho would do that?â
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âMamma mia!â Aunt Maria shouted. âWhat happened to the sauce?â
AJ said, âIâll take the extra pot out of the fridge and pop it on the stove.â
âDo not âpopâ anything,â said Aunt Maria. âJust heat it.â
âThatâs what I meant,â AJ said.
âThen do not say âpop.â I no understand you kids anymore.â
AJ retreated to the kitchen, while Gianna told the customer that we were making a new lunch for him.
âThe sitch isnât that bad,â I said to Aunt Maria, who was now fanning herself with an empty drink tray. âWe didnât make any pizza with that sauce yet.â
âââSitchâ?â Aunt Maria shook her head. âIs good we have the extra pot, but that will change the sauce-making schedule. We will run out before Wednesday.â
âWeâll make more! You can teach me.â
â Sì! But I need very special ingredients. I go all over Rome to get only the best. It takes time. A lot of places. A lot of time,â she said. âWithout the ingredients, I cannot teach you.â
I looked at my watch. âIâll go after lunch. Give me a list of what you need and addresses.â
âYou do not know Rome. You will not find these places.â
I held up my phone. âI have GPS. It works in Rome.â
She looked at my phone and shook her head. âââGee peasâ? No. You go with Rico. He can follow the map. You know a map?â
âYes, I know what a map is.â
We looked at Rico sipping another espresso, and Aunt Maria added, âYou two cannot carry everything. I make many trips. AJ and Gianna will go too.â Then she waved to Jane, who came over with her arms filled with dirty dishes. âCan you stay with me? I need the help for dinner.â
âAbsolutely,â Jane said. âAnything you need.â
Ricoâs waiter guy lingered nearby and called over to us, âIâll help too.â
âWho that?â Aunt Maria asked, confused.
âDoes it matter?â I asked. âHe knows what heâs doing, and he wants to stay and help.â
âOkay.â Aunt Maria pointed at him. âYou stay.â
He asked, âAnd I can call mio amico ?â
â Sì ,â