There is a saying according to a Neapolitan Christmas tradition, “la vigilia è di magro (the eve must be light).” There is usually no meat consumed on Christmas Eve at Nonna Lorella’s house. Just a “light” snack, if you will, of several courses of seafood and vegetables. And, of course, her classic pizza, which in this case refers to her exquisite escarole pie bursting with olives, raisins, and nuts. She rolls out her crust with a pasta roller to get it super thin, a