Well, watching all this from my vantage point as a fly on the (restaurant) wall, it seems like only a matter of time before there's a mutiny against Nova Terrorism and the Chorizo Nazi, arugula salad and the Prick'd Fix'd Menu - and the battle cry is sounded:
Signor V.
You decided to attend?
Don Cardi
Five - ten years from now, they're gonna wish there was American Cosa Nostra. Five - ten years from now, they're gonna miss John Gotti.
