This Week in Milford

July 28, 2016

First they came for the Baders, and I did not speak out

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— because I was not a Bader.

Reads like Ken just passed True some Carl Spackler’s Bent before leaning in for a soft, wet smooch. Golden Boy’s second life-affirming speech in as many weeks will come a bit late to salve Barry Bader’s feelings. No matter; Barry’s gone home to a fatherless house to drown his sorrows in… a meat loaf? A big loaf of pumpernickel? Feel free to speculate on what graces the Bader dinner table while contemplating what transpires during Del’s jailhouse consultation with the stupid lawyer.

 

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5 Comments »

  1. I don’t give a damn about how the boys are processing what’s-her-name’s death, so I’ll just focus on the mountains of food Ma Bader has prepared for her diminished household. Giant loaf of (presumably) meat, two heapin’ serving bowls of glop, and a big ol’ basket of rolls.

    I do like the empty placemat where Drunky Del would be sitting, if only Hang ‘Em Hiatt hadn’t made him drive drunk with no headlights and plow into what’s-her-name’s car. We’re keeping’ the home fires burning! See you in 12 to 20 years.

    Comment by John S. Walters — July 28, 2016 @ 6:51 pm

  2. That third empty place-mat is a very, very classy “missing man” tribute. Nicely played Ms. Bader; we all await Del’s triumphant return to the formation.

    On a brighter note, it gives me a lift to see Steve Luhm’s signature gleam on The Bader Family Table.

    Comment by g2design — July 28, 2016 @ 7:02 pm

  3. I nominate the central feature of the dinner table (Bread? Freestanding and outsized meatloaf? The world’s largest hash brownie?) for inclusion in The Pantheon of Mysterious Objects.

    Comment by vaganova — July 28, 2016 @ 7:08 pm

  4. Ma Bader seems to be working from the Mary Worth Cookbook.

    Comment by lauramac — July 28, 2016 @ 7:51 pm

  5. Rubin had better be planning on skipping the summer story completely. If he tries to squeeze one in starting mid-August, I’m going to take hostages.

    Comment by Philip — July 28, 2016 @ 8:03 pm


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