Hello, Teriyaki Donut!

Firmly established: Trudy is no longer cooking in heels, she's cooking in a ratty bathrobe.

I can't *not* feel for Pete after his heartfelt baring of his soul to Peggy just before she obliterates him by revealing she gave his baby away. That same completely crushed look of his when Rory erases the heart by raising/lowering the window, OUCH!  Between that and getting the glimpses of his parents, eternal…

I thought it was completely out of focus and didn't go back to examine.  Wasn't there a book Don was reading in bed recently, was anyone able to make that out?

This IS what happened to Betty, remember the pregnant sex in the back room of the bar with the man she just met?  This isn't  "obvious mental health problems", it's The Feminine Mystique's "problem with no name". And I sympathize with Pete, too.

I don't think Megan thought Don would like it, she was just helping update him on what's going on NOW, as he said he was falling behind.

@avclub-b90391459007fbc002dee3084fef650b:disqus  "she has chosen one of the most reprehensibly capitalist careers he could imagine"

It's her ritual of massaging her face with her fingertips and plain water.

Yes, this.  It was okay with the Heinz Guy that Megan had the idea, because it was an idea about serving dinner she had in the kitchen, that she supposedly, rightfully in his view, passed off to her boss-husband.  Ack.  It makes me want to shower.

To me, it seemed a very stereotypically French thing to say.  To say "legs" on purpose as a sexual play on "spread your wings", but that the sexuality would not be regarded as offensive to other French people as it would to Americans.  But I also think he was completely aware of that.

I like him, too.  As a young girl, you don't get to pick your neighbors, you take what you can get.

I really hate how Don had to talk that "super-perfect ad-psych lady he dumped" (Dr. Faye) into compromising her principles to get him a meeting with Heinz, because the Heinz guy is never happy, then dumps her, and then that's the account that Peggy can't possibly please, and then the guy isn't even impressed with…

@avclub-85bd06050f1868adf468605465df26f8:disqus  If the showrunner says something, it hardly matters where he says it.

@avclub-7e1ce4ce3124fd9ecc13a151afcff11b:disqus  I agree, his comment was prompted by him observing Megan being unhappy from across the room, when he was sitting alone at the table.  They made a point of Peggy noticing it, too.

I think you forget, we were the ones saying Megan was masterful at reading people and manipulating them, as she demonstrated to great effect in this episode.  Now that she had the opening to step up into the void left by Peggy getting banned from the account, she had a chance to be heard.  It certainly wasn't me…

I love that little slice of life that has disappeared now that phone are cordless.  Always trying to stretch the phone far enough to get some privacy.  I had to buy my own 25-foot curly cord in high school.

With Julia Ormond playing French, you deserve a pass.  You made me wonder if I had it wrong, too.

And don't forget, I Know Who Killed Me!  (I love that movie in a so-bad-it's-good way, but seeing her pop up in that was painful.)

That's why I was thinking it must have been the photographer's trick: tinted room-temp mashed potatoes, and that really made me gag.

It's true!  Has anybody else worked in a similar firm?  The wealthy senior board members past retirement age that are always lounging in the office truly "earn their keep" (so to speak) just with a bit of excellent advice and "pep talks" here and there.   Priceless.