>> anthony: i don't have any grandparents. my mom, i guess she cooks, but the last time she ever invited me for dinner was like 1972. so given that tragic dysfunctional too much information kind of history, is it any mystery why i'm always on the lookout for grandma? anybody's grandma will do. hell, i've been known to cruise rural state highways, looking for hitchhiking grannies to abduct so they'll cook for me. and given my fragile emotional state, it makes perfect sense that i've dragooned tomaso's mom into making me a nice lunch. is that heartwarming? or like creepy and sad? hey, it smells good in here. >> tomaso: let's go open wine in the meantime? all right. >> anthony: cheers. do you need any help chopping parsleys? ah, perfect. for lunch, we got the shrimp and sardines from earlier at the market. but first, this. just grab one?