Bobby Flay, come to MY house!!!

I swear if I keep watching the Food Network, I’m gonna weigh 900 pounds. The problem is, I have a 5 year old who is absolutely obsessed with watching it. She turns every tv in the house to Food Network, even the one in my bedroom. So I sit here and watch Semi-Homemade with her and then we both end up hungry and I have to go rustle up some grub for us to eat. Unfortunately, nothing I make tastes as good as the stuff on Food Network looks.

So I made us some rice. It’s broccoli and cheese rice and it’s not bad. Nothing special. But eating it with chopsticks always makes it FEEL special and it’s really fun to watch Boogie learning how to use them.

And now my favorite is on…Throwdown with Bobby Flay. (How come every time I type his name, I want to call him Booby?)

I am absolutely in love with Bobby Flay, which is funny because I really didn’t like him for the longest time. Then this show came out and it showed more of his playful personality, and how sweet he really is, while still having a great sense of humor. And, come on, that boy CAN COOK! I totally admit that they key to my heart is a man cooking me good food and serving it to me.

Bobby just challenged a couple of guys to a bread pudding throwdown. Or did he? Because what REALLY happened is, these two guys wrote a blog and said they thought Bobby Flay was going to end up challenging them to a throwdown. Some execs at Food Network saw that blog and sent Bobby to challenge them.

Really? I mean, really? Is that all it takes to get Bobby Flay to show up?

Fine, here’s my challenge then. Bobby, come to MY house. I challenge you to a….sitting on your ass while someone else serves you food throwdown!

No? Hmmmm….

Ok then, I challenge you to a typing throwdown! Because I just bet I can type faster than you.

That doesn’t sound like much fun, huh? Well, come on, I’ve been sitting here for a whole two minutes trying to think of something I could challenge him with. It certainly wouldn’t involve cooking. I’m not a BAD cook. But I’m no Bobby Flay and I really don’t have a special recipe that I cook better than anybody….

I’ve got it!!!

Bobby Flay, I am challenging you to come to my house and teach me a recipe that my WHOLE family will love!

Sure, that sounds easy. You haven’t met my kids. Trust me. In 17 years I’ve only managed to find one or two meals that all 6 of them like and will eat. I think this challenge would be the hardest one yet. Especially if you add in the fact that while you’re cooking this meal, you have to break up fights, get kids to do their homework and try not to trip over the cat and dog that think they have to check on you every five minutes. AND the meal has to be relatively easy, cheap and quick to prepare, keeping in mind that nobody in this house will TOUCH seafood. lol

I think that sounds like an awesome challenge. So what’s the deal, Bobby? You on your way yet?

3 Comments

  1. Nicole said,

    February 20, 2010 at 1:40 pm

    That is friggin awesome….And after he has been to your house and makes something all of your children will eat and love you must share the recipe and meal with everybody!!!

  2. Nonna Donna said,

    February 22, 2010 at 7:01 pm

    Jenn, I think you’ve got a Food Network show idea there! It’s brilliant! Your favorite FN chef comes to your house and cooks for your family, teaching you the recipe of the day! I want Paula Deen, we would have a ball!

  3. Dawn said,

    February 23, 2010 at 1:02 am

    Too bad he’s married. :) But it would be really cool if he DID show up one day.

    You remember that show on food tv (or you may not, I haven’t seen it in a while) this guy (I don’t remember who) would go to a supermarket and find someone who is shopping for dinner stuff, help her or him pick ingredients then go to their house and show them how to cook stuff. Their significant other or friend would come home and be surprised by this really cool meal. Their houses were always immaculate. I couldn’t help but wonder if they knew they were going to be on TV or if he had a knack for picking obsessive compulsive cleaners.

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