Ah, you were my favorite guilty pleasure every Tuesday night. I was hooked from the first episode. It was something about the speedy, wise-cracking dialogue interplayed with benign pop culture references. And of course, the otherworldly mother-daughter relationship.
It’s a been a great few years but we must say goodbye. The last two years have been a struggle but I stayed on. Without Amy Sherman-Palladino, you faltered. How great the fall must have been too with the dropping numbers. The end result being not being renewed for another season with the CW. What will ever happen with Lorelai or Rory?
I’ll never forget visiting the set between takes last year and the following weeks after eagerly watching every show to determine which episode was being filmed. And I didn’t walk away empty-handed. Outside Luke’s Diner, a receipt was by my foot. I convinced myself it was trash and took it. So now, even though you are gone, I still have a bit of the show with me that I glance at every time I open the refrigerator door.
So goodbye and au revoir, Gilmore Girls!
Addendum: Just saw last night’s final series ender and I couldn’t have described it better than Marv Wolfman.