Every other Wednesday, pretty much, you guys get a serious dose of Spikol. If you want more than you already have, go to www.philadelphiaweekly.com, and click on Liz Spikol's Philadelphia. Though I think director/producer Jess Fuerst did an excellent job, the sad truth is that I watched that video and felt nothing but self-loathing. You know how that is--when you're a little depressed, your own faults seem monstrous: I've gained too much weight! My haircut is awful! I have a double chin! My hips are wide! (There's a theme, here, apparently.) Plus, I felt like I was boring until we got into a conversation with the chess-playing dude. Why do I think people are interested in my stupid childhood? Aaaargh!

Ahem. Okay. I've just eaten an apple turnover and I feel momentarily better. My psychiatrist wants me to cut sugar out of my diet to improve my mood, but how can I when it gives me so much pleasure in the form of a crispity pastry? If it weren't for Jazzman's Cafe and their delectable treats, I think I'd be in a funk all day long. I love that place so much, I'd open a franchise.

[Lick-the-screen-worthy image courtesy Fiera Foods]