Happy (choke) Valentine’s (gag) Day. Sorry, but I’m not a big Valentine’s Day person. Just never have gotten into it as a holiday (my mother, an avowed V-Day hater, takes credit for my aversion). I’m warming up to it slightly
You know you’re a food geek when you experience a sense of relief mixed with jubilation upon discovering that the Food Network has moved “Worst Cooks in America” to 10 p.m. on the night of the Super Bowl. Either that,
For those who are hoping for my now-weekly “Worst Cooks” post and Kids’ Meal Makeover, I apologize — I’ll be writing that post tomorrow, because although today is Monday, it’s also the last day of the month, which means I’ve
I have a confession to make: I think I’m starting to enjoy beginning my week with “Worst Cooks in America” and a Kid’s Meal Makeover. The show itself is getting a little more palatable (bah-dum bum…no pun intended there, folks).
No rant this week, ladies and gentlemen. Yes, it’s Monday, and yes, that means that it’s time for my now-weekly WTF??? moment regarding that ever-mindblowing phenomenon of pop culture, “Worst Cooks in America.” But I have to say, last night’s
I can’t help it. I just can’t help it. Last Monday, I ranted a bit about “Worst Cooks in America.” You should understand that my disgust with the show is equally matched by my fascination, and thus, it’s growing into