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One night as I was coming down the stairs from my cheap seat at the ballet at the Met I spotted Helen Wagner, glamorous as could be in a stunning dress and mink coat and dripping jewelry, coming out of the orchestra. Wagner played middle class wife and mother, Nancy Hughes, on As the World Turns...

I used to be an avid soap watcher back in the day and by back in the day I mean I started in the late 50s. I rushed home from school at lunchtime so I could watch Love of Life and I rushed home after school to make sure I didn’t miss The Secret Storm or Edge of Night, Young Doctor Malone, Our...

A russet, a/k/a Idaho, potato baked at 450F for 1 hour so that you get a good crunchy skin, served with plenty of butter and salt and fresh-ground pepper.

You got all high and mighty about no drugs in ballet; this book makes it clear there are. Sorry, not sorry.

Read Swan Dive by Georgina Pazcoguin, a former soloist at NYCB; she talks about her drug use and that of others at the company.

Even better if it’s banana, peanut butter, and bacon.

I remember Tiffany and Johnnie Steigler at a late 90s competition (Philadelphia Nats 98?) where I was mesmerized by their crossovers; perfectly in sync and absolutely beautiful. I didn’t care about anything else in the program; I just wanted to see those crossovers. Word on the street was that...

I am so sick of twizzles; can we please have a year off with some other required element in Ice Dance. Down with twizzles (at least for a year)!

I don’t think it’s cheaper on the senior level, but if, perhaps, he has limited training funds, he might prefer to go senior and use his funds there. I don’t know his personal situation; I’m just speculating on a possible reason.

Is it possible that it’s partially a financial motive? Skating is expensive and perhaps Broussard can’t afford to stay at the junior level.

I agree about Sasha Cohen; watching her in Washington at 2003 Worlds was like watching someone check off a grocery list: OK, I just put my footwork in my basket, now let me find the aisle where axels are for sale. It was so mechanical and the performance never went beyond her face.

Sometimes it’s not the commercial per se but the fact that a string of like products is what we get ad nauseum. I get it: I’m a senior citizen with insomnia, I’m watching Murder She Wrote reruns in the dead of night, so every drug company and every insurance co is pitching their products to...

It’s a tossup for me which song I loathe more: Memory or Send in the Clowns. The thought of either one makes me cringe.

Ditto; I disliked her even more this episode than the first one. If I dislike someone, it’s a 95% given they make it to the end.

This refers to the 1995 Persuasion. For my money, this is the single best adaptation of any Austen novel ever. Perfect casting, perfect script, perfect little jewel box of a movie.