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October 30, 2006
Dear Mr. Chiarello,
When I watch the line up of Food TV shows on a Sunday when I should be doing laundry or actually cooking a meal instead of watching someone else do it, getting ready to go to church, I watch in the following rotation:
Paula Dean because I lived in Memphis for years and she reminds me of my friends and although she does great "back of the box cooking", I would never make anything she makes because she could not pronounce "marinara" and had to get Molto Mario to do it for her.
During the next hour (Semi Homemade and Rachel Ray) I take a shower, floss, paint my toenails, go to church.
At noon, I watch Giada because she's adorable and pronounces all the Italian words with a perfect accent and if Mr. Pom wanders in, he studies her rack.....of lamb.
Barefoot Contessa comes on next and I put off preparing lunch because someday I will write a best seller and buy her house in the Hamptoms with the hydrangea bushes all around and have a few guy friends come over for brunch lugged onto the beach by undocumented workers.
About this time, my family wanders in and wonders if I am ever going to finish getting dressed and maybe prepare Sunday dinner myself.
No.
And I always end my culinary porn with you, Michael Chiarello, because you have that Napa lifestyle to die for, make great grilled meals, have access to all that California wine, and I can see myself making and serving almost everything you prepare. ≈
Almost everything.
Sorry, but parents who are concerned about the ingredients their children are eating are not parents who will make chocolate peanut butter cups. Maybe soy-based cocoa cups with homeground cashew butter. And the banana chips? Clever tie-in with The King, but any kid with any self-respect would flick those babies off the candy and into the bushes when nobody was looking.So really, I think it was a clever but superfluous addition that some upstart junior production assistant talked you into.
But cool to show up in my comments.
P.S. Don't let them bump you off the 1:00 slot on Sundays for that sexy twit Nigella! Men are not watching Food TV at 1:00 on Sunday (football) and no woman wants to see her vamping around in that silk robe, preparing raspberry trifle for breakfast with friends. I'd much rather watch you grill corn with rosemary brushes and cayenne pepper and kosher salt. See, you've got me all hungry and all we have tonight is Chinese.....
Let's still be friends, kay?