In a most jovial mood last night, our host Umberto
a) Jokes about Rebecca’s customary insalata e ravioli;
b) Laughs at me when I know the meaning of his Dove?;
c) Joins us (and the US?) in mocking our President Trump;
d) Makes up the most preposterous story in explanation
of the Italian wedding custom of a “double ceremony”–
the one applying to a civil authority five months before
the other one with religious authority that really counts–
in which our waitress finds herself with two husbands;
e) To which, later, Rebecca hastens to inform Ginevra:

One marito will prove himself to be more than enough.

f) All of the above, and so many more good times.