Crab cakes and me

On my profile, I mentioned that I like crab cakes. Let me retract that, I don't just like crab cakes... I LOVE crab cakes. And with this love for crab cakes, I thought I should go on a quest to find the best one out there. Well, "relatively" the best one, since it would be the best according to my taste alone.

I have been planning to formally document this quest and thanks to this blog that no one ever reads, I will have the ability to grade crab cakes on an ongoing basis... until I croak, probably (unless my kin wants to take on the daunting task). Anyway, I like keeping things as simple as possible, so I figured that I should grade the crab cakes on a scale of one crab for awful to five crabs for excellent.

The lovely crab*

And for the worst of the worst, the most dreadful crab cake, a special grade of imitation crab would be awarded:

The despicable imitation crab

*I had to make my own on MS Paint... I initially used this thing that I got off Google but I think he sells it to people, so to avoid future lawsuits, I decided to draw my own. The same cannot be said about the imitation crab... I can't draw junk like that.

My first review will be posted soon. I just had a big lunch earlier with people from work. Review to follow.

"In fact, um, I'm In Love with Italian Food"

Swoon. Squee. Swoon.

I told y'all that Friday's The Best Day Ever (and don't forget it's the same day they televise The Best Week Ever on VH1). However sucky everything else is, the memories of last night's episode of The Office just makes me all giddy. Sigh.

True, last night's episode did not give me a whole bunch of LOL's, but it did make me, sigh... sigh... and sigh --- in a good way. It was sad, it was heartwarming, it was awesome. Seeing Michael take the bus and go to his 2nd job was a little depressing. Seeing Dwight, altogether, was just heartbreaking. I did not heart Angela last night, especially after Andy gave her Garbage. PB&J? They evoked a completely different set of emotions from me, none of them distressing or miserable. Squee! The kiss was so reminiscent of the Casino Night kiss. It was just so great. The other officemates were great too... love the conference room debate on the propert use of who/whom --- I would never know what the answer is. :P

I heart Paul Lieberstein for writing and directing (his first!) this episode.

Just added: More Mose please! I would so stay in the Irrigation room myself.