Food Network is like crack . . . except way healthier, and far less expensive! Seriously — it’s just addictive. All-day, all-night programming featuring funny, mostly likeable people, delicious food, scintillating conversation and ideas for making your own life better? Check, please!
I’ve developed a somewhat unhealthy obsession with all things cooking over the past year. You would think this would translate into all sorts of tasty treats passing in and out of my kitchen, but that’s not exactly the case. Or, well, not the case at all. I have made chicken, pasta, cottage cheese noodles, tacos and a variety of cookies, but I’ve yet to really delve into an entire meal successfully.
No, my cooking obsession mostly centers around . . . watching other people cook. I’m pretty into “Iron Chef America,” particularly when Cat Cora is on board. Of all the TV chefs, Cat is probably my favorite: she’s no-nonsense and creates some pretty mouth-watering dishes. I like Bobby Flay, too, but sometimes his scratchy voice annoys me! As does Rachael Ray’s, though I like many of her cooking ideas and have tried a few. She seems to be mocked everywhere in popular culture these days . . . and I even stumbled across a pretty hilarious book at Borders the other night:
Anybody who has ever ducked and covered when Ms. Ray assaulted your unassuming ears will appreciate this one. While I’m definitely tired of hearing quips like “YUM-O!” and “EVOO,” I still find myself pausing the Tivo scroll when “30 Minute Meals” is on. I guess we all have our love/hate relationships.
In the meantime, I’ll go back to vegging out in the middle of “Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives” — and dreaming about all of the fabulous greasy spoons I could visit, if I only had a red convertible and Guy Fieri on my arm.