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It is a Saturday afternoon in April and Easter Sunday lunch is looming. I am to help with the timballo. Because, says my mother-in-law, referring to her elder son, for Easter Sunday lunch that’s what he likes to eat. I mean no disrespect when I say that here she got it wrong. My husband appreciates good food but, untypically of the men of his region, he doesn’t really mind if it’s not traditional. Which, as he didn’t marry an Abruzzese, is just as well. Still, timballo seems like a good option for a festive lunch and I am here to learn. We lay everything out on the table in...