A ziti for Carmella. My version of ziti, anyway. I must say, it was tasty. Good comfort food on a rainy night and perfect for a Sopranos night.
Carmella was a main focus of tonight's show. I don't know how anyone could come back to New Jersey (to that life, and big pig Tony) after a week in Paris. Doesn't Carmella have a bunch of money stashed away from a few seasons ago? Invested wisely, she could live in Paris for a long time.
I could live in Paris. Maybe I'd run into Johnny Depp at the market.
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