Sons of Anarchy, my new BFFs

Hooray for television, for this divine mechanism has introduced me to my latest group of favorite people: the characters of Sons of Anarchy. Every. Single. One of them.

For those living under a rock or in some third-world, non-English speaking country, or both (much like myself), Sons of Anarchy is a TV series on FX about the life and culture of a gun-running motorcycle club. Think of it as a highly-tattooed, stoned and leathered-up version of The Sopranos based in California's Central Valley, and thus, much more awesome.

I'd just overdosed on food channel programs when I heard about the show through a friend. The first season on DVD was a gamble of a gift for my Valentine. And while I found the pilot ever-so slightly forced, the character-driven show had me hooked almost immediately.

Ron Perlman, of Hellboy fame, and Katey Sagal (think: Helen on Lost and Peg on Married with Children) play the patriarch and matriarch of the multi-state gang based in the adorably fictional town of Charming (Oakdale or Escalon… only smaller).

If you find yourself missing your dapper, alcoholic Mad Men and your methed-out Breaking Bad buddies, hit Netflix up and fill your queue with the first TWO seasons, available on DVD.

It’s a crazy enjoyable ride.