" After a couple of days, James spotted something strange about the food they were eating.
"It's an odd thing," he remarked to Jumbo, "but every single meal seems to contain at least one dish that's red, green and white. Yesterday it was that wonderful salad- tomatoes, basil and that white mozzarella stuff. Today it was some sort of herby green paste on white pasta, with tomatoes on the side."
Jumbo screwed up his face. "What's so odd about that?"
"They're the colors of the Italian flag."
"So they are." Jumbo thought some more. "Probably a coincidence, though. After all, they eat a lot of tomatoes, so the red's there from the start."
"Probably," James agreed.
But later that afternoon he made an excuse to drop by the kitchen, and peer over Livia's shoulder at what she was preparing for dinner. "What are these?" he asked casually.
"Pomodori ripieni con formaggio caprino ed erba cipollina," she said tersely. "Tomatoes stuffed with goat's cheese and chives."
Ignoring the fact that his mouth was watering, he said, "They're the same colors as your flag."
Livia affected to notice this for the first time. "So they are. How strange."
"As one of the dishes at lunch. In fact, every meal you've cooked us has had something similar. "

― Anthony Capella , The Wedding Officer: A Novel of Culinary Seduction