Penultimate Breaking Bad Thoughts

I've been meaning to do a Breaking Bad post for quite some time, so I figure now's the change to at least give it a shot.  Here are what my predictions are for tonight's episode.

• Jesse is likely in for a great deal more hurt than anyone could have expected for.
• Marie gives a copy of Jesse's confession to the DEA, in an attempt to not only try and bring Walt to justice, but to also try and help find Hank.  This will likely end badly for her.
• Uncle Jesse's band of Neo Nazi's, realizing that the word is out in regards to their shenanigans out in the desert, target Walt's family for murder in retaliation.
• Saul, likely realizing what is happening with Walt's family, seeks out the now relocated Heisenberg to try and get him to do right by his family, one last time.
• Walt, realizing what he has done, makes the journey back to Albuquerque, to have burnt coffee, rubbery pancakes and a size of machinegun at the Denny's on Central.
• Lydia still friendzones Todd
• Huell still hasn't moved from his sofa.

I'll post a recap of how I did tomorrow.  Now for the episode!

Duke City Noms: The Frontier

Hat tip from MacInstruct for their photo.

2400 Central Avenue Southeast  Albuquerque, NM 87106 (505) 266-0550

The Duke City is my second home, and one of the few cities that I feel instantly at home in (the other two being Chicago and Las Vegas.)  It’s got a thriving art community, tasty local beers, and great night life.  It’s also got a lot of things that appeal to a nerd like me, but I digress.  That’s a story for another time.

In the meantime, I’ll switch over to the universal love of peeps.  Noms.  Otherwise known as food.
Albuquerque has got some great eats to go to, some fancy, some casual; but somehow or another, I always end up at the fucking Frontier.

The Frontier is an Albuquerque tradition, located across from the UNM campus on Central, and practically open for eternity.  It’s rustic, it’s yellow, it’s dirty, and it doesn’t apologize.  It’s also got some great fucking greasy food that you must indulge in.  Whether you’re seeking a burger cooked to truck stop perfection, the home cooked taste of pancakes in the morning that IHOP lacks in their soulless concoctions (except for Stuffed French Toast, that kicks ass and takes names), or just whatever sort of Mexican food that New Mexico has somehow managed to fuck up to a certain extent, I’m not going to lie.  The noms here are fucking fantastic.  And the prices are decent too, which helps if you’re on a budget for a vacation, and happened to blow your wad of cash at a concert, strip club, or on several items at the art supply store that you didn’t need (not that I’m admitting anything.)

Another reason to go is the crowd.  There are some interesting peeps that frequent here, usually college students of all shapes, sizes, styles, and nationalities.  All of whom are more than game for a bit of conversation as you wait in the usually nightclub-ish long line to place your order.  Fun times!

All in all, if you’re headed to the Duke City, give the Frontier a try.  The food is all-good, so no recommendations except one.  Try the cinnamon rolls.  It’s like Mardi Gras in your mouth, but without the public nudity and drunken debauchery.

NOMNOMNOM!!!!