The Romans love their own. St. Lawence is, I think, the only saint other than Mary and the Baptist, and the apostles and evangelists, who has a second class feast. He even gets a vigil. I've heard there are something more than half a dozen churches in Rome dedicated to him, including a minor basilica.
Considering the manner of his death, and his sarcastic sense of humour, it seems only appropriate to honor his memory with a big barbeque dinner, so we've invited the other workers here over for grilled sausages and beer.