"I remember a certain Don Bissago, parish priest of a small village on Lake Maggiore, who, being weak in the stomach and subject to strong gastric acidity, only brought sparkling wine to his lips, both at the table and at the altar. Italian sparkling wine, of course, so as not to disrespect the sacrament with the use of foreign sparkling wines whose name alone evokes the orgy, waste and all kinds of follies."
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