I’ve been overly preoccupied with eating of late. It is perhaps because for about seven months I did not cook a meal and have depended upon the hospital cafeteria, local fast food, and a few restaurants. The cost of living is low enough to have sustained my laziness. My waistline did not suffer because of my exercise program and diving. You get cravings. On this night, it was for a good meatball. The meat here is lean. And I have come to understand that a good steak is based on the marbling of the meat to make it flavorful and tender. So the meatball hero was not memorable nor repeated. The Italian bread is not. The olive oil is real. They do have lots of olives somewhere ‘round here. Or at least they cook with it plenty. No alcohol, go with lemonade.