Monday Night Dinner

The Food Network has a new show on called “The Worst Cooks in America”.  I had hopes for it, mostly because the promo of the two professional chefs staring in horrified bemusement at the man who’d boiled a whole chicken was entertaining.  The premise of the show is that they’ve found 12 of the worst cooks in America – as nominated by their friends and families – and in a couple of months they’ll turn at least two of them into cooks who can fool professional food critics into thinking they’re eating a meal prepared by one of the host chefs and not by one of the (presumably now formerly) worst cooks in America.

The promos for the show were really entertaining in a shadenfreude reality TV kind of way – seriously, who boils a whole chicken?  Read the rest of this entry ?

For the past week Boston has been not only deluged with icy snow, but also with librarians. Or, put another way, ALA has been in town which means both that I’ve gotten to tag along to dessert parties at the Children’s Museum and meet M.T. Anderson, but also that we have friends in town some of whom are staying for Dinner. And, when I say staying for Dinner I mean she’s been planning on coming to Dinner for the better part of 18 months because apparently we’re fabulous, or notorious, I’m not entirely sure which. I voiced this opinion to her and was firmly told to stop being blasé about Dinner. Read the rest of this entry ?