What can I say? I don’t weigh in on these things — they’re too much of a popularity contest — but I heart Jen. It isn’t because she gives me big ol’ calf femurs (of course, that doesn’t hurt) but because this place feels like home. There’s not a Wednesday in the world that doesn’t feel right without it ending with me, chewing on a bone, on that big ol’ floor mural of a compass, and I don’t want it to. She’s sort of my secret crush. Don’t tell anyone, OK? People are so weird about dachshund/human love affairs… —Calypso, CL’s Barketing Director