Where’s Martin? I know everyone’s either born a Gemstone or married in, but Martin knows where the skeleton is buried! And he wears a beret!

On a motorcycle, with a cattleprod: methinks writers Carcieri, Fradley, and McBride played more than a little Road Rash 3 in their youths.

Jamie-Lynn nailed James’s thousand-yard glower as she got out of the truck. Awesome.

Loved the heart to heart with BJ had with Eli in that scene and the way he opened up Eli’s mind.

Huge victory for all us rollerbladers who just want to go through life quietly, keeping swole.

That Golden Corral needs a more stringent occular patdown system after this.

Michael would’ve fared better in The Godfather series had he just emulated Jackie Jr. and started every sentence with a reference to his dead father.

Spent 5 weeks over the summer in Cambridge, UK for undergrad living on a tight budget: hostel for my stay, walked everywhere, ate Sainsbury sandwiches.

My crowning achievement though, was filling up on a full English breakfast (eggs, sausage, bacon, beans, toast), granola, juice, tea, coffee, and yogurt every morning…

So the question is: which of the Gemstone children is Fredo? *Touches nose* “Not me!”

There is a chance that the hit is somehow related to Baby Billy’s first son, Harmon, since it’s strange for the show to devote so much time to that storyline (ditching him at mall in 1993, Eli mentioning Harmon at the baptism, Baby…

My money’s on the Lissons. Junior’s definitely too small-time—those are fancy MP5s they’re firing!—to organize such a hit after previously dispatching an over-the-hill wrestler in a Geo Tracker.

Offing Eli would definitely smooth the path for Jesse to piss away all of the Gemstone money into the Lissons’ coffers.

“Let my people go...to Israel.”

This flies in the face of my anecdotal experience ordering online from Chipotle: the four-five times I’ve ordered digitally, the amount in my burrito bowl has been considerably less (25-33%) than what I receive when I order in person.

Digital orders takes away the human factor and makes it easier for fast-casual…

Ha ha ha... good one, Mr. Liotta.

And also a obscure, provincial sitcom named, “Seinfeld.”

It’s an intriguing idea, but at $40 for 50, plus $20 for shipping, it’s about 5-6x more expensive than the commercial versions that run about $5 for 20-24 dumplings. The commercial versions do have thicker skin and have a smaller % of filling, but they still hit the spot.

I have no doubt that these are better, but they…

Having ordered pizza from both Pizza Hut and Domino’s in Japan, I wouldn’t say you’re missing much.  The three “kinds” of bacon almost certainly taste the same, as will the bulgogi and ribs, as will the pepperoni and sliced sausage.

They’re decent hot dogs, but I think they’re overly packed with spice to the point that they’re distracting.  I grew up with hot dogs from pushcarts and Mike’s/Gray’s Papaya, so I’m a Sabrett Man.

And I think it’s possible for the author to criticize Karen Taylor while also seeing if her suggestions on the ways one can adapt—not improve, modernize, make un-foreign—congee have any merit.

But hey, if you like your food blog articles to focus only on rage and bigotry and not talk about other aspects of food, then…

I think I’ve been clear that the way she described her “created” congees was stupid and insensitive. I don’t think there’s any question about that.

My issue is that Dennis didn’t bother: 1) judging her congee kits on their own merits; 2) telling us what was actually in her congee kits. Instead, he just took the easy…

So I was going to jump in and join in on the hate—I mean, ffs, her name is even Karen—but I realized that Dennis never actually bothered telling us what her concoctions were. I checked her website and they’re...pretty different from the congee I grew up with.

Her use of “improved” and “modernizing” is stupid and…

What will I be giving up if I get a Mazda 3 instead?