I was down the shore this weekend, enjoying the sea, the sun and the sweeping panorama of people without masks. Honestly, that was beautiful. One of those views was from the patio of a fantastic pizzeria just outside of Atlantic City. My Sicilian Square with “Momma’s” sauce was so good, I had to tell “Momma’s” son how much I loved it. He replied, with an almost wistful expression in his eyes: “Th…