I was in Naples, so obviously we had pizza for dinner.
Plate of golden fried things. There was fried calamari, fried mozzarella, fried some sort of starch.
My pizza with mozzarella, olives, and anchovies. Gotta remember to take my lactaid pills more often.
I was also in Sorrento, where there was a seafood extravaganza.
This past Thursday I was in an eating contest. I lost, but I still managed to eat a punch bowl of spaghetti, which I think was impressive. But I've decided to end my career in competitive eating. It definitely was not worth the cramps.