As I look down at my TV remote, the buttons for numbers 2 and 6 seem way more run down then the rest. This is no surprise to me, considering those buttons are pressed every single day. Turning on channel 26 has become a habit that I'm certainly not looking to break. It has everything I want, need, and crave from sun up to sun down. Channel 26 is The Food Network.
If you come over to my apartment, there is approximately a 90% chance I'm watching The Food Network. Yeah, you might happen catch me during the occasional HGTV or TLC session, but honestly I'm probably only doing that because nothing better is on The Food Network. I mean, TV + Food, how much better could it get? My favorite part about TFN is the wide variety of taste bud tantalizing shows. From Chopped to Giada at Home, there is no way to get bored.
The Food Network is exhilarating. If you've never seen Cutthroat Kitchen, I feel bad for you. It is one of the many programs on the channel that literally has blood, sweat, and tears. But at the end of the program, instead of someone physically getting knocked out, like in boxing, a beautiful culinary masterpiece is presented. I don't know about you, but I'd much rather have that as my outcome of choice.
When I watch TFN, I go catatonic. Good luck trying to ask me a question or divert my gaze while I'm sitting there, sunken into my couch. Nothing can distract me from my love for this channel. My friends and family will vouch for just how consumed I am by each program. From yelling “A LA CUISINE," when Iron Chef is on, to drooling over one of Bobby Flay's amazing southwestern creations on Beat Bobby Flay, I don't play around.
Now you would think that after watching the channel for over 10 years that I would have become a better cook... but that may in fact be the only problem with The Food Network. It, and all of its “Stars," make me think I am a professional chef after watching, when in reality I should probably just stick to sandwiches. No Rachel, you can't make that soufflé, or that rack of herb-infused lamb. But that doesn't mean I haven't tried. Because one day, maybe, just maybe, I'll own a restaurant that Guy Fieri will come rolling up to in his red mustang on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives.
I'm thankful that The Food Network keeps rolling out new shows, because that means it's not going anywhere, and neither is my love for it. So let me give a huge shout out to The Food Network. Keep doing you, so I can keep on drooling.
