WARNING: The author is not responsible for the amount of pasta consumed during the reading of this book. Although sympathetic, she bears no liability for any weight gain. On our way to Italy to find my dad, Don Enzo Spia, Lisa, Jade and I hit a bump in the road, namely in the form of one (almost dead) mobster. A dead mobster is one thing, but an almost dead mobster can only lead to disruption and pandemonium in the recovering Spia clan...