I was reminiscing with a friend yesterday about the "good old days" of Mad Men, about Sal and Kinsey and the strong, established personalities that dominated the first three seasons. Even as superfan who loves pretty much all of Mad Men unequivocally, there's something about turning on the Netflix and going back into the wood-paneled walls of the old Sterling-Cooper.
Then an episode like last night's comes along and I forget all about the old days. Mad Men is as smart, funny, and bittersweet as ever.
Spoilers lurk below.