I try not to jump on the Times-bashing bandwagon too often -- I've got perfectly intelligent friends who work there, and besides, it's all we've got. But really, what could be more tired than the My Favorite Weekend feature? (Well, maybe the lowest-common denominator fast food review or the always-icky Getting Personal column, but I digress.) My Favorite Weekend is where, each week, we read about the tedious pursuits of some mid-level TV actor. They fall into three categories:
1) "I've got kids, we never leave the valley, we order in pizza, there's a deli in Tarzana or Northridge or somewhere where we hang out after bowling league." Definitely the worst.
2) "I'm an anorexic starlet, so I start my weekend with a no-cal smoothie followed by a three hour Bikram yoga class. I follow this with three successive hikes up and down Runyon Canyon, stop for a shot of wheatgrass juice and then sit on the patio at Urth without ordering anything." Pretty annoying.
3) The miscellaneous category -- usually either a rap star who rolls with his crew to Teddy's and Hyde, or a Scientologist Eastsider who hangs at Figaro and Alegria.
This week's victim must have fallen into the third category, because she liked to pick up deli food at "Jones on Third." Come on, people, Jake Gyllenhaal eats there like every five minutes -- how hard is it to spell Joan's on Third? Christy Carlson Romano admits to being fairly new to town (who else would admit to eating at Andre's Italian?), so she's got an excuse, but the Times copy editors have mostly been around forever.
Since no one in showbiz really has time to discover anywhere interesting anyway, maybe it's time to put this musty feature out of its misery.