Lovely episode. Although Jamie saying his son "became" a vegetarian at age 3 put me in mind of the parents of the 7-year-old airplane pilot who crashed in the Rockies several years ago (Edit: whoa, 1996…) who said their daughter "died doing what she loved". I'll allow Jamie's was a lesser transgression on the…

All ready to make fun and then he name-checks Jean de Florette and Manon of the Spring? I don't know where to put that.

Sex really should be more didactic, I agree with you there.

SATC publicity photos always struck me that way — four people in the frame, none of them interacting with each other in any believable way. Little reminders that we all die alone.

You say many true things. I would point out that mustard potato salad often also uses mayo.

"How does Emily not know that adding salt to (long-simmered hard ingredient) makes it cook more slowly?"

Easy on the Gail besmirchment!

Right?

My take on Sam is that I don't like Sam.

Documentaries.

1) Hillbilly Elegy by J.D. Vance. Part memoir, part sociological rumination on the progress (and lack thereof) of those who share his Appalachian-to-Rust-Belt upbringing. Loving but unsparing.
2) Gone With the Mind by Mark Leyner. A return to Leyner's blustery '90s persona. Now older and tinged with humility, he…

The first incarnation seems to be the one most people dislike, but it made sense to me that he would emerge from the sea with gills and fishy eyes. And the idea of transitioning was cool, too, I thought.

I have the same top 3, so this list is good. But they're in a different order, so this list is garbage.

Nope, he used the kids as pawns in a way that would turn them irrevocably against him in any drama purporting to be at least somewhat true to life. Botched, completely.

Low country boil is sort of its own thing, though. Boil, season. Not a lot to do with that.

The correct reply from Jim would have been "if you feel that strongly about it, knock yourself out."

Allow me to counter: No.

Crack em into a bowl a good 20 minutes before cooking — 5 minutes isn't long enough to get them to room temp. A cold egg straight into a pan will steam before coagulating and you lose moisture and thus fluffiness. Beat GENTLY — completely homogeneous white/yolk is dumb. Add a dollop of sour cream, salt and pepper,…

It's so out of whack with the the confidence with which the story has been told to this point. The writing and performances are carrying us along just fine, and then suddenly its decided we won't sufficiently feel the impact of these climactic scenes? It feels like someone meddling with perfection.

I don't know, but have an upvote.