After their news block on Saturday morning, MSNBC showed a documentary on women body builders. It took me a good 15-20 minutes to change the channel. I was mesmerized. It was bizzaro. I don’t know about you, but I don’t find women who have muscles on top of muscles, oiled down with no discernible necks posing on a stage with band-aids for bikini tops, very attractive. It’s almost scary. Some of the junk they eat looks positively gross. Then again I suppose a lot of what we eat now can be categorized as gross.
There is a ray of hope for people like me who don’t eat healthy, hate “lite” ice-cream, don’t see the point in “Caffeine Free, diet whatever, and that is Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives on the Food Network. I love this show because Guy Fieri doesn’t skimp. I guess he is healthy, although I don’t know this for sure. What I do know is that I can actually smell what is being cooked. I know smell-o-vision hasn’t been used since a the movie “A scent of Roses” when the odor of roses came out from under the seats in the theatre whenever roses showed up on the screen, but I swear I can smell the garlic, the olive oil, the bar-b-q or anything else simmering on the gourmet stoves in the various kitchens Guy visits every week. It is totally, wonderfully,orgasmically unhealthy. That is why I like the show so much.
Besides the great out of the way places he visits every week, it is the interactivity he has with the chefs that attracts me to the show. It seems like Fieri loves playing around in the kitchen, unlike the “contest” shows on the Food Network which emphasize speed and presentation. When I go to a restaurant I want a few things, good food and lots of it, good atmosphere and happy cooks. Some of the chefs on the food network seem sad, angry or generally unhappy. I don’t want my meal to be a chore.
When triple “D” is on, I find myself moving closer and closer to the TV wanting to grab that sandwich, omelet, brisket or soup. I know it is sad when you consider that this may be the highlight of my day.