Ti amo The Sopranos

How great was "The Sopranos" last night?

Man, I love that crazy family. I wrote a piece about the show last week. My esteemed colleague Victor Greto wrote an article about why the show offends him.

I plan to heat up a plate of shells stuffed with ground turkey and artichokes in an arrabbiata sauce - look for the recipe this Wednesday - and watch it again tonight.

Mail and phone calls are running about 50-50 as to how people feel about this series.

Here are two examples of emails I received:

Ciao Patti,
Bella, I loved your piece on 'The Sopranos" because it was witty, funny, and imaginative. It too, brought me back to Sunday pasta dinners with my family. Bonus points for finding the spelling for chiacchierone!

Now go across the News Journal office floor and slap upside the head both Victor Greto AND your editor for giving Victor that assignment. Vic took himself out of the game with his first sentence "I don't watch 'The Sopranos.'" Why read further? That space would have been better used by publishing a recipe for Italian Easter pizza.

Grazi.

Best Regards,

Dave Nardone
New Castle

And on the flip side:

Dear Ms. Talorico,
Regarding your article about the Sopranos.
Please read Vicotor Greto's article.
That is how I feel. Sorry to pontificate about Italian-American
stereotyping, sorry to put you to sleep, but I am
insulted that that is the image that TV wants to use
to portray my heritage.
Evaline Leonetti Alessandrini