When Critics Attack….each other…and…BRIO!

ELV note: Scroll to the 16:13 mark to watch ELV’s meltdown over the perplexing popularity of (yet another) vapid, franchised Italian restaurant, and please bear with our scratchy voice that keeps threatening to heal, but which has plagued us for the past two weeks.

And while we’re at it, we’d love for someone to explain to us why Brio is turning away customers every night…

ELV’s Thought for the Day

I had been wrong; Mr. Duncan Hines had been there before me, as his discreetly beckoning little tin sign now reassured me. Thunder Bay had at last made the grade; one could now dine in the certified knowledge that Duncan approved. I could visualize this ubiquitous little man — his bib full of gravy stains, his pockets full of pills, his soul full of hope –gnawing his way across a continent, leaving diplomas in his wake like a sort of gastronomic Kilroy. I sighed and moved into the hotel. “Peptic ulcers can now be gaily faced,” I thought. Duncan has et here. – Robert Travers, Anatomy of a Murder, 1958