A new series based on my cuisine experiences in Italy. The title comes from a conversation about who prepares the food in the kitchen. The guy replied, “My Mother Made It”. I had no more to say.

Of course pasta plays a role in the story. How much?
The saying, “What Happened in Baia Stayed in Baia”. It was once one of the most important ports in the western world. Connected to the capital, Baia and the connected water way supplied Rome with the riches from the empire.
The city’s reputation: decadent, hedonistic, the seeking of all pleasures. The extensive bathes provided a destination of human delight. Cesar and elites built grand houses on the hill. Caligula rode across the bay to fulfill a prophecy of him becoming emperor.
The remnants of an ancient culture, like all of Italy, are everywhere in the coastal municipality, even underwater.
Located near my hotel, it was an easy walk to the Royal Palace of Naples. The Baroque and Neo Classical palace sits in the Piazza Del Plebiscito in the center of Naples.
Many of the great rooms took my breath away. I made an audible Gasp on entering one chamber, one I have not made that sound since an encounter in London with a Slim Irish Guy. I was visually stunned both times, however, the 17thcentury Palazzo may have won the contest.
Looking at this tank, thee fish reminded me of Mon Calamari from Star Wars spaceships floating in one space.
When I saw these #fish at the Ozeaneum, they reminded me of Mon Calamari #Spaceships hovering in space. #StarWars #returnofthejedi #travel #wildlife #sealife #ocean #oceanlife #ttot #staycation pic.twitter.com/UbERXh6IrC
— BlackandPaper (@BlackandPaper1) August 1, 2021