I think I have an unhealthy addiction to the empanadas at Sur. Located at 45-57 47th St. in Woodside, I have the fortune/misfortune of passing Sur on the way back from work every day. You’d think I’d learn my lesson and take another route if my problem is so bad, hmm? Ah, well. So, I stop… Read More Please, Sur, can I have some more?
When it comes to my critical pieces in the magazine lately, I’ve been, well, critical. There’s a lot to go off on when it comes to soaps these days and finding things that make me all warm and fuzzy proves to be a harder task than finding something that makes me all fork-stabby. But fear not!… Read More Soap Opera Weekly: Blogging With Mala
Sometimes, there’s an actor that just wins hearts across the board. Critics and fans alike cotton to them, and they take their gloriously dysfunctional character to a level where you can’t help but feel for them. GL’s Tom Pelphrey (ex-Jonathan) was one such find and I’m sure it’s no surprise if I suggest that Y&R’s nuBilly,… Read More Soap Opera Weekly: Blogging With Mala
Most people who are soap fans watch soaps on their day off. Given that I watch soaps for a living, the logical conclusion would be that the last thing I do on my day off is watch them, right? Then could someone explain to me why I was sitting on my couch between the hours of 10… Read More Soap Opera Weekly: Blogging With Mala
I had the pleasure of starting the day off mighty steamed…because I nearly got steamrolled by an SUV on 47th Avenue. I shook my fist at the car and a sympathetic passerby got to hear my futile yell of, “Learn how to drive!” at the closed windows. This set off a huge, huge internal rant, wherein I… Read More Abandon all hope, all ye who cross the street here.
Nearly forgot to mark the occasion, but I turned 31 today. Yippee! Whoopee! Etcetera. No real plans except for a cozy dinner on Restaurant Row at The Joshua Tree with some friends and then drinks right next door. The real celebration comes when I hit New York Comic Con all weekend. Geeker joy! Eeee!
Between the poor showing for Carly’s “gala” for Michael, an airborne toxin that seems to only strike every fourth person, and a pathetically underpopulated hospital, it’s been hard to drum up any kind of excitement or sense of urgency while watching GENERAL HOSPITAL. Gone are the nailbitingly tense days of the Metro Court hostage crisis… Read More Soap Opera Weekly: Blogging With Mala
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