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I just said that!

Liberty gearing up to break my heart again, just like last year. I will remain hopeful until the end. JUST LIKE LAST YEAR.

Okay, fair. There is actual reviewing being done at Eater (see also Dave Cook). But an uncomfortable amount of the content is just lightly edited PR.

So, par for the course?

A little kitschiness for the spooky season - scary skull mushroom pizza. Also regular ol’ margherita pizza that somehow contracted in the oven. And chilled cucumber/avocado/yogurt soup with poached scallops.

I see I've offended you by being sympathetic to the only person I know with a connection to the region. My deepest apologies.

Oy. A friend has a house in Tampa that she's been trying to sell. She's up here in New York, and the house is empty at present, and she is very worried.

The Cyclone's cool, but the Enterprise is where it's at.

Splashing out a little.

The finale was genuinely hilarious.

Hah! I read this as Blue Ribbon. My bad. I've had some good times there - the first one was around the corner from where I worked.

Here he is, performing his big number:

I am an outlier on this one, I guess. I have a lot of friends who just love it and have seen it multiple time. Me? I thought it was funny, but a lot of the humor runs toward the "this would have been shocking in 1986, but now, not so much." But it's got a short running time, and I always appreciate that.

SRO, behind the couch. It's not the entire original cast: Laszlo the cat is stepping in to play Orin Scrivello, the sadistic dentist.

C'mon over, we're staging Little Shop of Horrors in the living room. My giant aloe plant is making her debut as Audrey II.