"Whaddaya mean, ' chiffonade'? Can't you just say 'chopped up nice' like a normal person?" Tony asked, wrinkling his nose.
Carmela rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "You want to sound like a fool in front of the family, that's your business. But if you want to impress the caterer from the Bada Bing, you gotta use the right terminology." The Sopranos Family Cookbook.pdf
"Hey, Carmela, you gonna put my mother's recipe for 'Saint Joey's Sausage and Peppers' in this thing?" Christopher asked, hovering around the kitchen island. "Whaddaya mean, ' chiffonade'
But Meadow was undeterred. She began quizzing her parents on their favorite recipes, scribbling notes furiously as they rattled off dishes like "Gabagool and Provolone Paninis" and "Sunday Gravy with Meatballs." "You want to sound like a fool in
As the evening wore on, the kitchen became a flurry of activity, with family members dropping by to contribute recipes, offer critiques, or simply sample the wares. Even Hesh Rabkin, the Bada Bing's resident accountant, stopped by to offer his two cents on the importance of accurate measurements.
Carmela smiled back, her eyes shining with a mix of love and exasperation. "I told you, it's all about the family."