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August
13, 2008
Please have a seat and relax! If your lips are tingling due to unexpected
kisses, I’ve got the perfect special for you—Kiss my Lips Ribs! With an
ingredient list straight from Nadine and Maxie’s test kitchens, I’ve dressed
these pork ribs up with a serrano chili and honey-based sauce, served with
grilled corn on the cob and whipped romano & garlic butter. Just try not to
come back for seconds!
In case you can’t
tell, I am really hoping that Nikolas does come back for seconds with
Nadine. I can’t tell you how nice it was to see a kiss happen that’s been
building for months. The last time General Hospital waited that long for a
romance to build, Lulu was probably still in diapers. Was it extremely
passionate? No, but it sure was satisfying for this viewer to watch. I am
hoping things work out for our plucky Nurse Nadine but even if Nik doesn’t
ever look at her the same way, I’m still enjoying the crush. I also loved
the nervous touch in his voice when he called for her later that afternoon.
Claudia, by all
accounts the other most probable pairing for the Prince, is continuing to
grate on my nerves. She is the new kid on the block; she has no right to
lecture Kate about the kind of man her fiancée is. Nor should she really be
all that chummy with Nikolas, trading heartfelt stories about their
siblings, when he is fully aware that she’s responsible for the near-death
of a child. And is she now in the running to be the new Saint Jasus? She
came in, guns blazing, on two separate occasions this past week. It’s
perfectly fine with me if she wants to get herself shot but I was totally
annoyed that she interrupted the scene between Nadine and Matt Hunter in the
alleyway. I’m placing my bets with those who think he is an undercover
federal agent and I think he was about to confess as much to Nadine when
Claudia, Protector of Women and Purveyor of Extra Tight Clothing, barged
into their conversation. Unlike her, Matt is definitely growing on me and
he may have some nice chemistry building with Nadine as well. Wouldn’t it
be fabulous if Nik realized he did have feelings for her, maybe at about the
same time as she starts to give in to some of her own for a dashing, young
agent? It might be a genuine triangle!
This year’s Love on
the Run storyline, which more closely resembles Love on a Couch with Piano
Lessons, is eerily similar to the haunted house I created in my bedroom when
I was about ten years old. Ghost Logan may be the most deliciously campy
character since, well, Anthony Zacchara was running around Wyndemere. I
think I had a bigger special effects budget, though. Granted, I had to use
the flashlight to light up my doll instead of an actor, but as least I had a
fancy-schmancy pull string to make it look like the doll was crawling across
the bed. And also, I had fake plastic spiders dangling from the ceiling.
Beat that Ghost Logan! Now, if Lourdes puts on a mask and starts chasing
Lulu around with a chainsaw, I’ll be tempted to give them the win. So was
it Lorenzo or Jerry who gave Karpov the memo that all mobsters must find
Carly irresistible? I had a hard time buying any of those scenes, because
really, another man thinks Carly’s the shiznit at first glance? There’s
only so much suspension of disbelief one show can ask for! My weekly limit
was filled once I accepted that lovers on the run always have time for a
soothing bubble bath. And don’t get me started on Carly trying to work
Karpov by leading him on and stealing his PDA. Honestly, someone just needs
to award Mercedes full custody of Morgan at this point. Carly obviously
learned nothing from Michael’s shooting, or at least she chooses to
selectively forget that mob interaction is dangerous as long as she’s doing
it for her precious Jason.
How obvious is it
that a soap opera needs a shake-up when a character can refer to a “dubious
persona” and then have to clarify who he means since nearly half the cast
qualifies? Spinelli could have easily been referring to Ric or Trevor
Lansing, any Zacchara, or Jerry Jacks instead of Mr. Karpov. Call me crazy,
but I think we already had enough villains running around without bringing
in the Russians. What’s next, the French Swim Team moves into waterfront
property at the docks?
I’ll be cooking up
something sweet and pink to celebrate that Robin and Patrick are having a
little girl for next week, so don’t forget to come back in for a bite!
The Gourmez
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