Episode Report Card Pamie: C | 120 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Vote Or Die
By Pamie | Season 5 | Episode 4 | Aired on 2004.10.12
I'm just going to start a new paragraph and pretend I've recapped more than thirty seconds of the episode so far. Last thing: Please vote. Please, please vote. Please don't let other people decide for you the most important face attached to this nation. Please. Young people, women, and the most intelligent men on the planet: you are the fans of this show and the readers of my recaps. Don't neglect your most fundamental and important right in this country. Don't let anyone silence your opinion.
Okay, for reals, y'all. Check it: Lorelai is unhappy to find that Luke's made her breakfast. She thinks it's "so sweet," but breakfast is more of a social affair for Lorelai, and eating it in her kitchen takes away from the whole appeal of getting up in the morning, which is to make people in town envy her wardrobe. Why spend five hundred bucks on a skirt if Kirk can't ogle it while eating a scone? Luke futilely (it only looks like I just made up a word) tries to explain to Lorelai that when Luke makes your breakfast, it's called eating at Luke's, but Lorelai doesn't want to hear it. She doesn't want to change her morning routine. In fact, she's just going to refer to Luke as "Rory" from now on, if he doesn't mind. Lorelai has such clean hardwood floors for being such a slacker. Lorelai equates having Luke make her breakfast in her kitchen with Tommy Lee having a Starbucks in his house (a classic Cribs, if any of you missed it). Luke has never heard of Cribs and is confused with the concept of having an entire coffee house in your kitchen. He wants to know if Tommy has baristas and everything. Lorelai gets a phone call from Rory as Luke sets to putting all of the work he just made into Tupperware, which he can send over to my house, as I'm running low on just about everything and tonight I ate leftover salsa, stale tortilla chips, and half a sliced mango for dinner. Oh, man. Now that I ran over that menu, no wonder I don't feel so good tonight. Maybe I can't completely blame the debate.