"My Bottle, My Home, My Party." You know, I have adored Walt from the very beginning, but, in this episode, I just didn't see any connection (other than the obliviously obvious) to the characters. Hank is a total a^^hole, but, we know that. Walt's life is falling apart - well, no kidding (you know what I really wanted to say there), Hank is an absolute moron, Sklyer now wants to find affection and cheat on Walt with her boss (which is despicable in every sense of the word), and Walt spends this episode fixing the water heater and woodwork in the house.
Had it not been for the last line, when Walt tells his (supposed) competitors to "Frak Off" and they absolutely leave, this episode would be one of my least favorites ever. But - that did happen. Please - let Jesse and Walt get back to cooking!