We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
WOW! So I checked out the Amazon page to learn more about gettin' me some of that pici. Forgive me if I bowdlerize a stupid bar joke:
A giraffe walks into a trattoria and orders a plate of pici all’aglione. He's served, and eats it leisurely, obviously enjoying the dish.
The waiter brings the check, and giraffe is astounded at the price, $45 for a plate of pici. As he settles up the bill, the proprietor stops by his table and remarks, "Say, we don't get many giraffes in here."
The giraffe replies, "At $45 a plate, I'm not surprised."