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Desperate Housewives recap: Foul Ball

Working on a benefit party with Katherine, Bree doses her rival with bad dip; plus, Orson bares his guilt over Mike, and Lynette’s near affair comes back to haunt her

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I realize that Desperate Housewives was new last week, but for me, it was a fake-out. The series really returned tonight. As much as I like Desperate Housewives, I think an episode of The Desperate Husbands of Housewives might be even better. I’ll admit, I’ve been worried that Lynette’s cured cancer was supposed to be a quick fix for the problems in her marriage. I wondered how Orson could possibly live with himself, let alone live in Susan’s house, knowing he not only tried to kill Mike but also is partly to blame for Mike’s drug addiction. Based on his behavior last week, I wondered if Mike thought rehab was just one big laugh riot. Last night I got some answers and, what’s more, a showdown between the queens of Wisteria Lane.

It was reigning champion Bree versus fresh-faced newcomer Katherine. Who won? I’d call it a draw. I’m still trying to correctly pronounce ”lisianthus.” It just kind of sounds like I’m spitting.

The game was on when Katherine offered to help Bree plan the annual Founders’ Ball, which is kind of like casually mentioning to Martha Stewart that her centerpiece floral arrangements need work. Never have the words ”I would love to help” sounded so sinister. Katherine ignored the warnings from the fellow housewives. Doesn’t she remember the Pie Incident? Tornadoes, cancer — these were minor blips compared with the catastrophic Pie Incident. Bree certainly didn’t do a very good job of concealing her horror. She stood up, flipped over the table, broke a bottle of wine, and, holding jagged glass to Katherine’s throat, screamed, ”There’s only room for one redhead micromanager on Wisteria Lane, so back off, b—-!” Well, that’s what she wanted to do. Her eyes narrowed and her jaw was so tightly clenched I actually grimaced. But instead, Bree begrudgingly held Katherine’s hand and accepted the offer. But you just don’t offer to help someone like Bree. It’s exactly like offering to help my mother prepare for a dinner party. I’ll put the crackers and cheese out for the guests, and 15 seconds later I’ll catch my mom transferring the assortment to a different plate and rearranging the crackers so that the display of trans fats is more aesthetically pleasing. When people are self-proclaimed planners, with an anal attention to every last ridiculous detail, you’d best plan to stay out of their way. Or warpath. But Katherine wouldn’t back down, and it resulted in some of the most entertaining scenes I’ve seen on Housewives this season. When Katherine and Bree met to show off their scrapbook collections and trade backhanded compliments, I wondered if Katherine’s smug look and singsongy voice might make Bree literally burst into flames. Bree muttered that Katherine was only interested in stealing the spotlight, which didn’t turn out to be true. But Dana Delaney and Marcia Cross totally stole the show. ”There is no better friend than Bree Hodge,” Katherine said, handing a sheepish Bree the award, while trying not to vomit the bad dip all over the stage. I thought their scene together at the end of the episode was particularly poignant. Katherine was right: She and Bree are one and the same. They’ve both had rocky relationships with their husbands, their children have accused them of being manipulative, and they are constantly struggling to maintain a facade of perfection. More than that, they know the difference between the dessert fork and the salad fork. They should start an overachievers support group together. There would be the issue of who would run the meetings. I bet Katherine would tell Bree, ”I’ll handle it!” then boink her lightly on the nose. To answer Katherine’s question, I think the hilarious boinking incident was definitely the straw that broke the camel’s back.

On to the heels breaking Gaby’s feet. Gaby is selfish, money-hungry, and vain. She’s quick-tempered and greedy, petulant and impatient, manipulative and vain. But it just so happens that she’s in love with a man who is blind and, maybe even worse, broke. So while Gaby hits new moral lows every week, she does have one redeeming quality that makes her antics less offensive: her devotion to her husband. (You thought I was gonna say her naturally flawless skin, didn’t you?) Of course, that doesn’t mean Gaby wouldn’t scoop carrots out of Carlos’ soup with her hands. (She’s not still feeding him leftovers of dirty-dishwater stew, right?) She’ll still mock the poor for not having the common sense to demand a valet service to make parking more convenient. If you asked Gaby, she’d tell you that the poor don’t need money, just a little ingenuity and a chauffeur. She’ll still use Carlos to get a handicap tag and drag him to manicure appointments to score primo parking spots. She’ll tell guys in wheelchairs they should consider themselves lucky for getting to roll around all day. To Gaby, being paralyzed isn’t a burden; it’s just one long free ride. I was half expecting her to tell the handicapped man she assaulted, ”Try walking a mile in my shoes.” In other words, Gabrielle Solis isn’t high on anyone’s list for a Founders’ Ball award. If there’s an award for impeccable fashion sense, Gaby’s your girl, but Mother Teresa she isn’t. I laughed when Gaby finally said out loud, ”Well it’s official. I’m going to hell.” And yeah, she probably is, and yeah, I’d like to hang out with her there. But you had to give her credit for trying to adjust to her new lifestyle. I mean, I never thought I’d see Gaby loading economy-size toilet paper from the Price Warehouse into the back of her chic convertible. It was hard to even picture her racing home to make sure everything was in order so her husband wouldn’t have to fumble around in search of toothpaste. But seeing her fix Carlos’ cuff links proved that Gaby can be selfless every once in a while, when she’s not having smack fights with the wheelchair bound.

NEXT: The top-chef competition resumes


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