Last night Michael
and I were rolling out dough for ravioli (I was drinking wine), talking with his roommate when obviously the topic of the mafia/mobs in general surfaced. Someone put on Sinatra and the story battle commenced. I worked accidentally for the Albanian mob in high school as a clueless pizza parlor cashier—but the roommate definitely won when he mentioned an uncle involved with The Chicken Man’s demise. It’s true that I only know that flake of organized crime history through "Atlantic City" lyrics but still.
The conversation cavatappi’d off into all other semi-related topics like The Sopranos, Michael’s Jersey childhood (his contribution included a slew of bodies found in his hometown in the ’80s), nail guns + warehouses and garlic.
What is your story?