Rachael Fucking Ray!

Last Sunday, we didn't have much going on so we thought we'd go meet Rachael Ray at a local bookstore and have her sign our cookbook. The line was long as hell and contained exactly the type of middle America folks you'd expect would be fans of a chipper daytime talk show host who inspires seething hatred among sane people.

I had high expectations, that my prejudice against giggling robots would melt away once I experienced her warm personality first hand. My expectations were not met. And frustratingly, only children were allowed to take a picture with her. But I will confess, her cook book does contain some delicious recipes, even if many are needlessly complicated.