Today while I was at home eating lunch I turned on the Food Network, and per usual Giada’s Everyday Italian was on (although sometimes Giada At Home is on during this time, and I’m not really sure which show I prefer more, but it’s possible that the “at home” show is a little bit more entertaining only because I find myself chuckling/rolling my eyes/throwing carrots at the TV because her life appears to be so lovely and perfect, what with her beautiful house overlooking the ocean and her designer clothes from her designer husband and her afternoons spent with friends at the polo match, AND GAH SHE REALLY KNOWS HOW TO MAKE HER AUDIENCE FEEL LIKE  A PIECE OF UNSUBSTANTIAL CRAP.). 

Now, I really like Giada and am sure that we would make great friends in real life (Giada? Can we share secrets and clothes and have pillow fights in our panties? What? My clothes aren’t sophisticated enough for you? The necklines on my shirts don’t plunge down low enough?), but whenever I watch her show and see what she’s making it always seems like it’s the same as what she made yesterday, which was the same thing that she made the day before, which was the same as BLAH BLAH BLAH. 

Her recipes are fine, I’ve made a few of them myself, but whenever her show comes on it’s like I turn into the psychic on 1-800-READ-ME because I already know that she’s probably going to make a PAZ-tah! dish with tomatoes, olive oil, and capers, and then maybe something wrapped in prosciutto on the side, and then for dessert some espresso/chocolate concoction because did you know? She has a major sweet tooth? AND SHE TOTALLY LOOKS IT, TOO.

So as a service to my readers, if you are ever wondering what Giada is up to and what she might be preparing on her show, just ask and I have you covered. 

And I can definitely guarantee that her nails will be painted in OPI Bubble Bath, that’s a for sure.