I Got Cheek-Kissed By an Italian!

It was several years ago that I first fell into unrequited lust with Caitlin Keats. It was this Oil of Olay commercial that first carried her into the Realm of Riley™. Then came this Olay commercial and then this Olay commercial. She’s paying the bills with commercial work, because the powers that be are clearly…

These snowstorms, for serious. Last Sunday night, we had a reservation for a night in New York. I was gonna sip local cider, cover myself in the crumbles of the world’s greatest (and a very large) gingersnap cookie, see the lights and windows, and, generally, just soak up New York Christmas. On Monday night, we…

You know… spoilers. I’m just going to say it, this was a very confusing episode for me. Not because it had a shocking twist. Because as soon as Neal stumbled through the door of Gold’s shop, I felt like Spike in “The Weight of the World” <– Buffy reference. Neal is Gold. Gold’s Neal. They’re…