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Yes, I knew that, too. But Pembleton wasn't a lunatic, so I didn't mind her name. And RIP Andre Braugher, gone much too soon.

Somehow I learned that she had taken her screen name from the character Kay Howard on Homicide: Life on the Street, played by Melissa Leo, a character I loved on a show I loved. I hated knowing that, because I did not love Mod Howard.

Could you be thinking of BiakBiak? She seemed to have an encyclopedic knowledge of foods from many countries, posted about exotic dishes she made all the time, and then . . . poof! Very odd disappearance.

You're welcome, even though I see that @schnauzergirl is stealing all the credit 🤨--I'm kidding. Totally agreed. And to keep my newly established Marcel fan club going, I thought his dish was exceptionally beautiful. I'm really looking forward to tomorrow's episode.

We have that function with Dish (although it doesn't flash, just displays the number in a box on-screen). If it's available from your provider, you might be able to set it up by going into the Settings menu and looking around. Or of course you could call tech support (my version of hell on earth) and ask them. It's really helpful to have.

Me, too. She's been a sore loser in the past yet seems to feel entitled to win--which is odd for someone who doesn't seem to win much. Matt Jordan? Martel seems to be getting lots of camera time. I wonder if that's a sign of something to come. After that little bit about being inspired as a chef by his connection to his mom, I liked Marcel a lot more than I once did. I was also surprised by seeing half of them gone so fast. And surprised by Aarthi's failure to pay attention to time. I wonder if this was filmed before or after Jet lost TOC.

Thanks, all. I didn't want to ask for one till I was sure there wasn't already one somewhere.

Don't know where else to ask, searched and didn't find. Does anyone know if there's a forum for 24 in 24: Last Chef Standing? I just watched the first episode and am curious to know other people's thoughts.

Can someone put me out of my misery and tell me who the grown daughter looked like? Someone famous, obviously, maybe an actress--or not. It was driving me crazy throughout the entire episode.

I would post back at her: "What a funny coincidence! I just signed you up as a donor with the National Kidney Foundation! They'll be contacting you shortly to get your blood type and other health info. I'm so excited that you'll be doing such a great good deed!" And then you can decide whether to actually do it or not.

Isn't that a federal offense? That seems to be the new thing, getting away with federal offenses. It would be nice if someone invented a mailbox that shot lasers at your eyes if you threw something other than mail into it.

It's starting to look as if this hasn't been renewed. Anyone know?

Is this dopey argument really worth continuing ad infinitum? Asking for a friend.

Maybe I can get away with this if we're moderating ourselves. I don't know why the postmaster general still has a job. Other than him I love the post office.

I'm pretty sure she remained in Costa Rica but went to San José, the capital, for the surgery, instead of staying in the small surf town. She murdered a woman for having lunch with her boyfriend. She would've torched the whole town with flamethrowers if they'd actually slept together. I really would like to know about her past history of jealousy. Or maybe she just had a psychotic break. She certainly was a persistent escape artist--that clip with her in the striped prison pants was like a Benny Hill skit.

Even though they rhyme, Mallorca, Spain, in August sounds a lot more appealing than Houlton, Maine, in mud season. I may book a flight right now!

Houlton is about two hours and change from us. Got crazy crowded there, plus it's mud season, so we opted to stay home. This is my favorite photo among the many posted by the NYT, from Arkansas, since I love chicken, too.

If it hadn't been for the sister exhibiting a higher level of intelligence, I would've concluded there was some inbreeding involved in that family.

Sorry, I got a little dizzy going through the crime-in-the-subway debate. But if you ever do get a chance to go to the one in Brooklyn, take it! There's a magnificent museum right nearby as well.

There's also a very beautiful botanic garden in Brooklyn, on Eastern Parkway. Possibly you got them confused? I took a wreath-making class there close to Christmas one year, and it started to snow midway through. The walk to my car through the Japanese garden was one of the more magical experiences I've had. If you can get to that one more easily than the one in the Bronx, I'd really recommend it. The Victorian conservatories are so gorgeous.

Can you hang the wreath on a wall beside the door, where it won't be getting moved? Also, another thing birds love for building nests is dryer lint. We collect that and set it out for them. If you have a net produce bag, like the kind onions come in, say, you can stuff it in that and they'll pull it out.

One of the many reasons I miss having my sister living nearby. When we lived in the same house and there were hard-boiled eggs on the menu, I would slip her my whites under the table and she'd let me have her yolks. Now I have to just gulp down as much of the whites as I can stand. This reminds me of something my husband did back in the day. He sent Campbell's a letter saying they must have made a terrible mistake, because he opened a can of pork and beans and actually found a piece of pork in among the beans. They sent him a coupon for another can. Breakfast for dinner is my favorite meal. I call it BFD--which in this usage does not stand for "big f-in' deal," although to me it is.

My favorite Easter Bunny story involved my very close friend, who married a man who was quite a bit older than she was and had two young sons. One of the sons came to stay with her and his dad over the holiday and was gifted with a chocolate bunny. Not being a chocoholic, the boy just put the bunny in the breadbox and left it there. It was driving her crazy knowing there was this big hunk of chocolate in the house and not getting to eat any of it. Finally, in the middle of the night, she couldn't bear it anymore (or should that be "couldn't bunny it anymore"?) and snuck downstairs. She took a knife and carefully sawed off the bunny's head and nibbled away at its neck, then squished the head back on. Then the next day, while the kid was out, she amputated one of its arms and nibbled at part of the upper arm, then did the other arm. She shortened both its legs in the same way. Her stepson came home and decided to have some of his bunny for dessert that night. When he took it out of the breadbox, he was stunned by how it looked. "What happened to my Easter Bunny?! He looks like he's had some kind of surgery! It's Frankenstein's Bunny!" My friend, of course, said she was just as amazed. What monster would do such a thing? I'm the only one who knew what monster.

Notes like the one currently above and the one about moderators leading the way to a glorious new dawn that was at the top of all pages for a few weeks read to me like a death knell for this place, sadly. That's not why I came here.

Couldn't agree more. I have no interest in watching Ina and her celebrity fans giving each other tongue baths for half an hour.