So some kid goes screaming through our quiet little town and now we talk about making rules.
The rules will be generated based on the most vocal pet peeves that some have. A list will be compiled that will never go anywhere because there is no one to coordinate it, implement it, and enforce it.
Should the rules somehow be implemented, the result will be rules that are never read by people who occasionally come screaming through our quiet little town.
Sorry I can't help you with the Pizza Oscar, but I bet it was great. We also spent 5 months in Ivrea in 85-86, with me working for Olivetti. (We actually lived in Vistrorio - a small town in the mountains near there.)
That is not a place where one forgets the food! (or the wine and the fog)