Italians have a big advantage over most countries when they arrive somewhere new — at least according to Angelo Caputo. “I always say we conquer them with spaghetti rather than weapons,” he tells The Post.

That’s what he did 40 years ago, when he first moored his sloop off the southern coast of Antigua and prepped an invasion by pasta — or to be more precise, by setting up the club-restaurant Abracadabra.

Four decades later, it’s still one of the country’s buzziest beach spots, and the anchor for an unlikely outpost of Little Italy in the Caribbean. If you fancy pizza as good as in Naples, just book a trip down to Antigua’s southern coast, in and around Falmouth and English Harbour.

Caputo wasn’t the only Italian incomer. A year after he first set foot here, Tuscan Carlo Falcone also docked his yacht on Antigua — he was actually detouring quickly enroute to Guadeloupe. He was already working as a dockmaster and so cottoned on quickly to Antigua’s potential for yachting at the time: charming, village-sized settlements ranged around a pair of deep-water harbors. So upped and moved here, scraping up enough money to buy the local marina — which he still owns.

Now a wealthy local businessman and his country’s honorary vice-consul, Falcone says he, Caputo and co consider it a homecoming….