Column: Lasagna is recipe for dying man’s happiness

A man with ALS longed for lasagna from a long-closed Upland restaurant, DiCenso’s — and got it. I tell the story in my Wednesday column.

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  • DebB

    What a wonderful story! Except now I’m dying for that recipe!

    I’m glad Jack enjoys the lasagna he remembers. My dad always talked about his mama’s cooking, and nothing my mother or any of his sisters made was ever quite as good. The other day I caught myself eating something and thinking it wasn’t as good as I remember. Aargh! Am I getting old?!

    • davidallen909

      Perish the thought, Deb.

  • SAWZ

    So sorry for the man who is ill–bless the daughter of the DiCenso’s owner for being so thoughtful! We were served by her many times at Cafe Montclair–we knew she came from DiCenso’s but didn’t know she was a family member. (Cafe Montclair was a good fine-dining restaruant that the demographics of the area could not support–shame.) I had a couple meals at DiCenso’s but never had the Lasagne. After DiCenso’s closed on Foothill, it did reopen and have a short run at the former Benjie’s location on Central–I attended a City of Montclair retirement lunch there. (Benjie’s was good –sorry it closed at that time too.)

  • Bob Terry

    Great story, Scoop…I swear you are just a few columns short of a Pulitzer. But I need a little help from some of the Pomona gang. From around 1972-1975 me and my girlfriend, later first ex-wife Pam, would go to the DiCenso on East Holt in Pomona every week. As soon as we walked in, they started our order…lasagna for me and ravioli for “precious”. So if the original moved to Upland in 1963, who was the handsome guy that used to take care of us in Pomona? The location was close to Breakfast at Carl’s.

    • davidallen909

      This may illustrate the pitfall of relying on someone’s memory (and may also illustrate why I don’t have that Pulitzer). Either she got the date of the move wrong, or they had two locations for a time, or…?

  • John Clifford

    Loved DiCenso’s and loved Pia both there and at Cafe Montclair. Her sister played piano at DiCenso’s, and Pia, who was a waitress, would often break out into a song. “Mama” was always coming out into the dining room to check on things. When our daughter was very young, Mama took her into the pasta making room to show her how the pasta was rolled and cut. Always a great experience. Oh, and Papa would also be in the dining room, but while Mama would have an apron on and seemed to be working, Papa mostly sat in a chair and just watched as everyone ate and had a good time, seeming to join in as best he could.

    • davidallen909

      All the stories, like these, make DiCenso’s seem like a fun place.