This was our prediction from a year ago:
OK, OK, so our timing was a little bit off. But still ….
These are apples:
As far as I’m concerned, there is only one “celebrity chef” – the man pictured above.
The rest of these guys are just cooks on TV.
I just finished season three of Broadchurch, and I’ve come to the conclusion that Hardy and Miller (above) are the most entertaining crime-fighting duo since Blomkvist and Salander in the original The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
I’ve softened my view of Hardy (David Tennant), of whom I said in my original review: “My problem is with the lead detective. … this guy is so relentlessly sour and unpleasant that I find myself sympathizing with anyone he encounters — including all of the murder suspects.”
Hey, this is The Grouchy Editor. I can’t hold a grudge against a fellow grouch.
I wonder if Queen Elizabeth caught this episode of Suits, featuring her future granddaughter-in-law.
I have a hard time shedding tears for the Big Shots losing their jobs over sex scandals. When I lose my job, or when you lose your job, that’s a problem. When Matt Lauer and Charlie Rose get axed, they lick their wounds while sitting on piles of cash.
I suspect that the best, smartest people in America are people you never see on television, most likely because they avoid going on television.
In other words, turn off the TV because there is hope for all of us.
Yeah. What the lady above said. In this article.
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