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Title: “Pavarotti’s Operatic Nosh: Rigatoni in the Wings”

 

By Criss

 

New York, April 7, 2024 — Luciano Pavarotti, the renowned Italian tenor with a voice that could move mountains, apparently had a secret weapon tucked away during his performances at the Metropolitan Opera. Forget the high notes of “Rigoletto”; it was the rigatoni that fueled his operatic prowess.


According to backstage spies, Pavarotti, known for his insatiable appetite, stashed away caches of his favorite pasta in the wings of the Met. These covert culinary reserves allowed him to sneak offstage between arias and indulge in a quick snack. Imagine the maestro, clad in his tuxedo, belting out arias while mentally calculating the proximity of his next rigatoni fix.


Peter Gelb, the Met’s legendary director, spilled the cannelloni beans during a backstage tour. “Pavarotti,” Gelb confided to guests, “was a man of refined taste. His love for opera was rivaled only by his love for rigatoni. He’d disappear into the wings, and there it was—a hidden stash of al dente goodness.”

The Met, with its grand chandeliers and velvet-draped boxes, held a special place in Pavarotti’s heart. The stage, bathed in golden light, witnessed his vocal acrobatics as he soared through Verdi and Puccini. And now we know that behind the scenes, nestled among the props and stagehands, lay the secret to his sustained vibrato: pasta power.

Sadly, the Maestro left us in 2007, but his legacy lives on. Whenever the curtain rises at the Met, perhaps a faint aroma of marinara lingers in the air—a nod to the tenor who sang his heart out and dined on rigatoni in the wings.

So next time you’re at the opera, forget the librettos and arias. Show me the rigatoni, and let Pavarotti’s gastronomic spirit serenade your taste buds. Bravo, Maestro! 🍝🎶