Yes, Spike, those dinners were memorable. I had a one-on-one lunch with him, after making his acquaintance here, at Scalini Fideli, the four-star Italian in Chatham, NJ. Thinking he might dress p as a gangster, I wore a big black hat and a black leather dust coat. But he dressed like a normal guy. We had some great conversations.
Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu, E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu... E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.