Ryan made me so happy yesterday when he brought up Alcenia's and without knowing my feelings about the green beans enthusiastically went on about them, to the point of saying something like "they're so good I'm glad I was sitting down or else my knees would've buckled." We commiserated about how mysterious their perfection is--no bacon fat or overt spiciness, just some magical subtle balance you can't put your finger on. Sigh. He also made me laugh flipping out over Soul Fish's mac n cheese, to the point of pushing the bowl toward me and waving his fork urging me to see for myself. And he doesn't hate Betty Draper and he does hate bearded Paul, even before watching the stuff with Joan and his girlfriend. Though he didn't like Brienne of Tarth right away. Oh well. Can't win 'em all.