Better in my belly than on television
/There are two kinds of people in the world: People who watch the Food Network and me.
At least that’s what it seems like sometimes.
Why do I constantly find myself in a conversation with people who are gushing over some woman named Gelato and complaining about the amount of butter that a woman named Paula Dean uses in her recipes?
Are cooking shows so compelling as to draw viewers from across my friendship spectrum?
Someone please explain.