Baba Boran

Ba ba ba, ba Barbara Ann!

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No actually, I have nothing to say about the Beach Boys. First of all, we finally got the name of The Restaurant Guy, so we can stop calling him that. (We probably won't.) His name is Boran. The end.

Ok next thing. There is a thing you need to know about and the thing is called "baba." Baba is a thing of fairy tales. It's a pastry sort of shaped like a muffin but light like angel food cake, and it's soaked in liquor. That's right, your two favorite things. They finally exist as one.

Baba comes from Naples, which is where I spent the last few days. Another food that comes from Naples that you may have heard of is called "pizza." Naples knows food.

Naples is a collage of good and bad graffiti, stitched together by good eating and bad driving. Everything is about half the cost of what you find in Rome. And that is what I have to say about Naples.

Does "Naples" even look like a word anymore? (Yes, it does. It looks like "nipples.")

Naples.