The thing I never understand about Italian cooking is those sachets of pasta they sell in the supermarket. They all reputedly have things in them that I like - but I can never taste what its supposed to be.

I have a friend who lived in Italy a number of years and she eats the sachets with a bit of olive oil.

Mind you, she is a weird cook - she made me a fish pie once and I swear to God, I reckon there was maybe one fish finger in the whole bloody thing.

That lasagne thing in Goodfellas that they did in prison looked good.