Matchstick drives to House Arrestford for their Martha breakfast. We are fed shots of Martha slopping waffle batter into a waffle iron, commenting "dee-licious," and topping off some cappuccinos with foam. In such a cold kitchen, I wonder how she keeps the food warm. You know, when I make all these disparaging comments about Martha's kitchen, it's really to hide my burning jealousy that I can't cook in my own ventless kitchen without smoking out the entire family or raising the apartment temperature to Gobi. I miss San Diego.

Matchstick arrives, Martha greets them, and they all ooh and ahh over her estate. Sitting down to breakfast, they all ooh and ahh over her food, but their paroxysms of delight are clearly not enough, because Martha asks, "How does the waffle taste?" If they told you "dry and uninspired," would you believe them? Then why are you asking? Peter Arnell creeps up behind Martha to "surprise" her. Arnell goes on about how much he was impressed by the team. "He does not say that often!" Martha crows. Amanda gushes over Arnell and Martha's collective genius in a confessional. "Can I have piece of your sugar bun, PLEASE, Marcel-la?" Martha asks. Damn -- taking the food right off her plate! Marcella's eyes glaze over as we hear her confessional: "Martha asked me for a piece of my sugar bun. This is UN-believable. It's such an intimate experience to be sharing with her!" More like a GREEDY experience. Damn, Martha, don't you have enough money to front your own sugar bun? "Aren't those sugar buns dee-licous?" Martha asks. It's impossible to know whether she made them or any other part of the meal, but given that it's Martha, I would lay serious money that cooking breakfast for seven people is no real sweat for her. Especially considering what Vanity Fair said about her cooking all the time for whatever crew or workers were in her house. Therefore, snatching Marcela's sugar bun from her mouth is even more grabby!