Standing around over lunch on Sunday, one of my friends turned to me and commented about my dad's cooking. The one food that stuck so strongly in her mind was what apparently sounded like "yucky." Scott Boggs, culinary expert and human extraordinaire, then turned to me with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What's yucky?" I smirked and shrugged, then said, "Gnocchi," to which he sighed a relieved, "Ahh." It was like a cool club where you either have to know a bit about food or a little Italian. Lucky for me, I fit into both categories.