Rachael Ray

Ok, y'all know I love cooking. I love baking...err, rather I like baking bread and biscuit type things. I'm not as huge a fan of sweet things. I'm addicted to the food network (Food Network Canada at least).

But I cannot stand Rachael Ray. Now I know a lot of people love her. I am not one of them. I am unable to sit through a show.

I don’t think that her recipes are bad; in fact I think that many of them look quite tasty. And I think she has good tips and ideas. But I still can’t bring myself to watch her. I’ve tried. But she drives me INSANE. Every time she refers to extra virgin olive oil as “E.V.O.O.” I want to pick up a bottle and hit her in the head with it. I also can’t watch her travel show. There is just something about her that makes me want to hurl something at the TV (and no, it’s not the accent).

And I like my TV. It’s been a good friend to me. Yes, I occasionally yell at it but it understands. I don’t think, however, it would forgive me for smashing its pretty face. Which is what I want to do when I see her on TV.

Yay for her and her success but if you ever need to punish me for something – physically restrain me and make me watch one of her shows. That’s truly torture.