Alex: The Sopranos is sadly drawing to an end. What is without doubt one of the best TV series of all time will screen its final episode on American network HBO on June 10, 2007.
Like many Mafioso dramas before it, including naturally The Godfather trilogy and Goodfellas, the vast majority of the Di Meo’s family disputes take place in the presence of food - at restaurants, cafes and family gatherings. The characters are obsessed with food, even to the frustration of some of them. To quote Christopher Montisati - “Enough! I’m so sick and tired of hearing you people talk about food, food, food! That’s all anybody ever talks about is proscuitto, cheese, and f***ing fava beans. I’m drowning here”. Carmela Soprano’s acerbic response to this outburst is classic - “When you’re married you’ll understand the importance of fresh produce”. To my vast surprise and absolute delight I discovered a Sopranos Family Cook Book, compiled by the character, restauranteur and Soprano associate Artie Bucco (ghost written by Michele Scicolone). It features conversations with all the major characters and their recipes to cook at home. So grab a look at Carmela’s tips on keeping a family party together (despite having a war in said family), read Dr. Melfi’s paper “Rage, Guilt, Loneliness, and Food”, take advice from Adriana La Cerva and learn how to barbecue from Tony himself, but watch out for ducks in the pool. I also dug up a recipe from the book, Sopranos Sunday Gravy, which sounds delicious.
See also the unforgettable recipe given in The Godfather I - “Come over here kid, learn something, you never know you might have to cook for twenty guys some day” - a recipe I actually tried to repeat once myself.
I could of course now wax theological about how every Catholic community, Italians particularly, even in the perverse case of the Cosa Nostra, has traditionally a family feast at its centre - the feast of the Eucharist, itself a reflection of a meal between friends - and that, indeed, Christ is lord of the feast that welcomes the poor, the lame and the outcasts without need for repayment and leaves the rich and proud in the outer darkness. In a sociological mode, there is certainly an interplay between love of food for foods sake and a Catholic culture, at least in my own ancedotal experience. But I won’t go on - much.