"Well," Angus said, "the recipe I have is Rosaria's recipe. Edward won't give me his recipe."
"You know why, don't you?" Edward asked.
"Because its a secret?"
"No. Because I've never written it down. I've never measured anything in it. I just know about how much of each thing goes in the pot," Edward laughed.
"So, that means the next time you make it, someone here is going to have to sit with you and watch you and write down everything you add and how much of it there is," Angus said.
"Pretty much," Edward nodded.
"So what's the name actually mean?" Anise asked.
"Pasta and beans," Angus said.
"That's it?"
"Uh huh," Angus nodded. "Italian cooking isn't really complicated. Its just about the freshest, local ingredients put together well."
"You know what I want to learn how to do?" Ginger asked.
"No. Tell me."
"I want to learn how to toss a pizza up in the air."
"Oh, when you make a crust?"
"Yeah."
"I can teach you that. Or so can Edward."
"Yes," Edward said. "but Angus has learned to make and throw some extra large crusts, and that's tricky business."
"I'll show you the next time we make pizza," Angus said. "The best way to do it without poking holes in it, is to catch the dough on the back of your knuckles, not your fingertips. And you have to be able to really watch your wrist movement. It takes a really quick, sharp flick of the wrist." He showed her the movement with one hand, and then, of course, all the kids were trying to copy it. Ginger seemed to get it straight away.
"What? Really? That's how its done?"
"Well, its one way," Angus said. "Good job, Ginger. Looks like all you need now is some dough to try it with."