The room

Delicious sometimes grows tired and sulky about having to be in writers' rooms, arguing over whether the word should be "perhaps" or "maybe," but one thing I do like is bringing in jokes about my experiences. All co-workers do weekend recap on Monday morning, and a writers' room is no different -- except for the obligation to state the experiences in joke form. Today, for example, we took the kids to see Cavalia, the Cirque du Soleil horse show, and as I was thinking that its French Canadian-style artiness made me long for Aqueduct I immediately thought, damn, no room tomorrow.

Don't go see it, though, unless you're an 11-year-old girl. Then you have to go.

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