Sophia: Let me tell you a story. Sicily. 1912. Picture this. Two
young girls, best friends, who share three things: a pizza recipe, some
dough and a dream. Everything is going great until one day a fast
talking pepperoni salesman gallops into town. Of course, both girls are
impressed. He dates one one night, the other the next night. Pretty
soon, he drives a wedge between them. Before you know it, the pizza
suffers, the business suffers, the friendship suffers. The girls part
company and head for America, never to see one another again. Rose, one
of those girls was me. The other one you probably know as Mama Celeste.
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