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I keep waiting for someone to say “This is Me On A Plate,” then lift the cloche with a dramatic flourish to reveal....a finger or something.

I would love to see Scott as a judge. Gordon can yell at them for raw chicken and Scott can have a cow over raw onion.

The Cleveland chef’s story about hunger made me sad and angry at the same time. No one in this country (or any other) should ever have to be hungry, especially when there is more than enough for everyone. Show comment: is it me, or has the background music gotten worse and worse? Half the time I can’t even hear them talking because the music drowns them out.

I am going to try very, very hard to work “a ploosh of baazel” into every one of my conversations.

Exactly! It’s 1916 (per a close-up of the postmark on the box for Lucas that Fiona was curious about). There is sooooooo much story potential if they would just acknowledge the freaking war! Even the so-sappy, sweet Anne of Green Gables books end up with the war as a factor!

I don’t see Elizabeth flirting with Lucas or Mountie Whatsisname, exactly. I see some glimmerings of interest, maybe, but not flirting. A year after her husband’s death it doesn’t seem that weird for men to be noticing an attractive young widow. True, If we were going to be strict about the time period, she should still be in black and certainly not attending dances. My beef isn’t the apparent accelerated mourning. It’s that there’s a freaking giant war going on that no one is acknowledging.

They go straight through to the live rounds without having to compete for a spot.

Line of the night went to Gabrielle’s “I got touched a lot?” which made me laugh too much. I agree that tonight’s Predictable Golden Buzzer was mediocre even for this show. That was a complete background noise performance for me while I watched videos of David Blaine messing with celebrities.

I’ve only ever seen him in one of my all-time favorite Bollywood movies (Lagaan, which everyone should watch), in which he plays the villain. It was nice to see him in something so different. I do appreciate that he’s using his natural accent, though - it gets weird when non-American actors always have to pretend to be American-born and bred because, like, no one in this country actually comes from anywhere else.

Every time someone says “potato tots” I have a minor seizure.

Oooh, Keith Urban would be a great choice. He really knows music across genres, and we would never have to hear that “I don’t know that song” nonsense from him. I feel like he’d actually know what to do with any singer on his team and not just the country ones.

...But Gwen is coming back. Boo.

I appreciated that we didn’t really have a Big Bad this season: I felt like it allowed the characters space to figure themselves out.

Netflix will have to give us at least 3 more seasons of Lucifer for me to even consider forgiving them for Daredevil. Provided those 3 additional apology seasons are as good as what we just had.

Jeff Buckley’s will always be the definitive version of “Hallelujah” for me, but Maelyn really did a beautiful job.