I started to say something here about Andrea wanting to play the vulnerable frightened woman for the Governor's benefit, but that's just because I hate her. I need to rewatch to be sure but seemed to me the shakiness came on a few seconds after she walked in. Almost as if she.started the.show a.little late.
But…

I started to say something here about Andrea wanting to play the vulnerable frightened woman for the Governor's benefit, but that's just because I hate her. I need to rewatch to be sure but seemed to me the shakiness came on a few seconds after she walked in. Almost as if she.started the.show a.little late.
But…

I've actually never had scrapple but I'd be willing to give it a shot. Does that count? I left the Northeast a few years ago though so it might be hard to find here.

I've actually never had scrapple but I'd be willing to give it a shot. Does that count? I left the Northeast a few years ago though so it might be hard to find here.

I still use cottage cheese because I just like it better. Sure, my lasagna is always kinda soupy, which makes presentation a mess, but I don't care. The cottage cheese brings a certain tang to the party.

I still use cottage cheese because I just like it better. Sure, my lasagna is always kinda soupy, which makes presentation a mess, but I don't care. The cottage cheese brings a certain tang to the party.

crickinmyneck, The one in Elizabeth has (or had, I haven't been there in years) the bulletproof glass too. And the drive-in window was like a mini revolving door and you'd have to put your money under a little metal arm to stop it from flying away. There was never not glass between the driver and whoever was working…

crickinmyneck, The one in Elizabeth has (or had, I haven't been there in years) the bulletproof glass too. And the drive-in window was like a mini revolving door and you'd have to put your money under a little metal arm to stop it from flying away. There was never not glass between the driver and whoever was working…

Have you tried microwaving it? When I was a kid, I'd take a string cheese or two plop them in a bowl and nuke it for 90 seconds or so. You end up with a bowl of lava cheese underneath about a quarter inch of what I used to call cheese juice. It kinda looks like greasy skim milk (I know that makes no sense, but it…

Have you tried microwaving it? When I was a kid, I'd take a string cheese or two plop them in a bowl and nuke it for 90 seconds or so. You end up with a bowl of lava cheese underneath about a quarter inch of what I used to call cheese juice. It kinda looks like greasy skim milk (I know that makes no sense, but it…

Kandy Kakes were always my favorite Tastykake. I think that's what they're called. The little cake hockey pucks squired with peanut butter before being dunked in chocolate. And, as I learned last Christmas, they're available online.

Kandy Kakes were always my favorite Tastykake. I think that's what they're called. The little cake hockey pucks squired with peanut butter before being dunked in chocolate. And, as I learned last Christmas, they're available online.

I grew up at the Shore and we called it pork roll too. They might revoke my Jersey card for saying this, but no matter what you call it, I've always hated the stuff.

I grew up at the Shore and we called it pork roll too. They might revoke my Jersey card for saying this, but no matter what you call it, I've always hated the stuff.

My family has always made lasagna with cottage cheese instead of ricotta. Not quite the same, but I know where you're coming from. I once took a boyfriend to the grocery store with me on lasagna night and when he realized I planned to put the cottage cheese into the lasagna, he began apologizing out loud to his dead…

My family has always made lasagna with cottage cheese instead of ricotta. Not quite the same, but I know where you're coming from. I once took a boyfriend to the grocery store with me on lasagna night and when he realized I planned to put the cottage cheese into the lasagna, he began apologizing out loud to his dead…

Sounds a lot like zeppolis, which are little greasy balls of joy.

Sounds a lot like zeppolis, which are little greasy balls of joy.

White Castle cheeseburgers — or, as we called them growing up, rat burgers.

White Castle cheeseburgers — or, as we called them growing up, rat burgers.