It's Valentine's Day, which is an odd choice to debut a show about competitive taxidermy, but it works for me. My wife is allergic to V-day, which she considers to be the antithesis of all things romantic, so I get the stink-eye for bringing home flowers and artisan chocolates. However, I got a big smile when I told her that her real present was that we didn't have to watch Archer, which she also hates, and that we would instead be sipping on cava and enjoying
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