You Know You Watch Too Many Cooking Shows When...
...You have dreams about chefs in the middle of nowhere (say, the backwoods of the Pacific Northwest/Canada/Alaska) who invent pies made from an obscure vegetable I haven't heard of before (and don't ask me, I don't remember this part) which becomes for this decade the food-fad parallel to quiche in the early Eighties.
This happened to me a few nights ago. I wish my folks could give Lidia's Italy, Mexico One Plate At a Time, Chefs A'Field and the other PBS cooking shows a rest for a while. Hey...they bought this house after overdosing on PBS home-improvement shows. Q.E.D.
I've never liked cooking. My pizza is probably as sophisticated as I can possibly get.
FP
PS: I introduced my Mom to Ficlets tonight. This is her first Ficlet.
This happened to me a few nights ago. I wish my folks could give Lidia's Italy, Mexico One Plate At a Time, Chefs A'Field and the other PBS cooking shows a rest for a while. Hey...they bought this house after overdosing on PBS home-improvement shows. Q.E.D.
I've never liked cooking. My pizza is probably as sophisticated as I can possibly get.
FP
PS: I introduced my Mom to Ficlets tonight. This is her first Ficlet.