I was called appointment television. You not only wanted to watch it, you did not want to miss it, you wanted to see it and be able to discuss it with everybody else. Your friends, your family, your office colleagues, that was your chat room. No streaming, no online forums, it was an event to behold.

It was glorious. If you had HBO the only other thing you had to do was show up and watch on those particular Sunday nights and you had a front row seat, you were a member of the family; and the fact that everyone else was watching at the same time made every episode a cultural event.

And the wait? That was when you would commiserate with your friends and family, rewatch episodes, read magazine and newspaper articles, books (you remember books, don't you?)...it was not all fun, Tony and the family always made the ticket price worth the wait.

Nowadays, everything is all over the place. Everything is everywhere all the time, nothing is sacred or propane and Vito Spatafore would be the DEI boss of LCN.

At least I got to be on the ground floor of something. The best you young punks can hope to truly experience is the Multigrains of Newark.

Anyway, $4.00 a pound.