Gemotions

The bitter taste in his mouth wasn't from the coffee. He watched the commercial, the one for "Mama Rosa's Pasta Perfection," featuring his signature Bolognese sauce. The woman on screen was nothing like his mother, the real Mama Rosa who had taught him everything. His blood ran cold.

He sat rigid, his knuckles white against the table. The audacity! His mother’s legacy, his life's work, all reduced to a marketing ploy.

Later, he'd be waiting outside the studio, notebook clutched in his hand. He’d offer them something new, a "special ingredient," he explained.