
That's supposed to be a TV... not a microwave.
So anyway, i was just at the gym and about 4 out of 5
TV sets were tuned to the food network. Now
don't get me wrong,
I'm a big food network fan. I like Michael
Chiarello the best. I love to watch him cook up yummy
Napa style treats and then feed them to his ultra cool
Napa style friends. But.. when
I'm at the gym the last thing i want to do is watch somebody take a huge bite out of a big fat juicy steak and wash it down with a heaping spoonful of garlic mashed potatoes, a little fresh baked bread and a local
Cabernet. It makes me want to climb down off the stair climber, walk across the street to the steak house, grab a fork and a bottle of A1 and slap a bib around my neck.