March 27, 2007
Our weekly drink
special is the delicious amaretto antidote, quite refreshing after a long
day spent sweating out poison. We also have a sparkling serum of truth,
non-alcoholic and the perfect toasting drink for your favorite pregnant
bride. Care to buy one for a beloved sister-in-law?
I’ve heard Sonny
lambasted repeatedly for laziness, stemming from the time he asked Max to
carry Emily up the stairs rather than play the romantic boyfriend and do it
himself. I cried foul—that was one night! Maybe he was too intent on
digging a tunnel to China that evening to whisk young Quartermaine up a
flight or two. Well, now I’m convinced. He’s lazy. He has his own little
espresso machine in his office that is located inside a COFFEE house. Sonny
can’t even walk 5 feet to place an order for a macchiato and machine gun?
I’m impressed.
Anyone else think Lucky
and Liz’ conversation about waiting on sex until the baby’s born is just a
convenient plot device for a quickie annulment once Lucky finds out he’s not
the daddy? I’m giving the writers way too much credit by assuming they
might plan ahead. They probably just think preggers sex is icky.
It is hilarious that
even Mr. Craig refers to the month of February as The Hostage Crisis. I
figured he’d call it “that time I messed up my business deal because I was
too impatient to wait a day” or “my wasted chance to become the Saint of
Port Charles by shooting Sonny Corinthos, Jr. in the head.” I also admire
Dr. Robin’s secret to a good wound dressing--press the same corner of the
bandage about 20 times to get a good stick.
Jason just apologized
to AJ for stealing Michael. I hear Hell’s pretty nice for a ski trip this
time of year.
It disconcerting to see
Brenda’s psycho mother, Veronica, on the commercial breaks daily. If
Cooper’s really not supposed to be related, they’ve got to stop reminding us
of the Barretts and get rid of that commercial! I’m happy to forget Julia
and Harlan. I’m happy to forget anything that was ever connected to anyone
named Eckert.
How adorable is it that
Patrick actually talks to Robin’s family? He’s confiding in Georgie, has
gone to Robert and Anna in the past for help in dealing with her various
complexes, and is just plain puppy dogging in love. I want to root for him
to conquer all of Robin’s issues, I do, but…I’m a fickle girl. If Nikolas
and Robin actually get some romance build-up in this plotline, I’ll be
torn. They’ve always had a healthy dose of chemistry. And if Robin
actually doesn’t sleep with both men in the course of two days, it’ll be a
new dawn for the GH triangle.
I hope you enjoyed this
week’s libations. If anyone has suggestions for a good down-home Australian
dinner that might just lure a certain Aussie back to Port Chuck for a taste,
please pass it along. We need a little more Outback on our menu than Jax
can handle.
The Gourmez
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