Sans Meal Plan: Steak Night

Given the amount of Scrubs I watched back in high school, I almost never think about it. For all the inside jokes and times I pissed myself laughing, Scrubs is sits deep in the recesses of my pop culture knowledge —back next to Salute Your Shorts, The Jersey or Don’t Look Under the Bed. In fact, I think about hating Zach Braff more than I think about Scrubs itself. Or I think about John C. McGinley in the abstract (because that’s where he looks best). There is one occasion on which I think about Scrubs immediately and without fail. That occasion is Steak Night. Continue Reading