I would have counted cooking shows only slightly higher than singing competitions in my estimations. They occupy one level of Dante’s Inferno above that occupied by the latter, but they’re still a torment of hell. This past week, though, I made a discovery. If you put a specific spin on a standard cooking show, I will, if you’ll excuse the pun, eat it up. That spin? It has to be a Halloween-themed cooking show. The goodies the bakers are making have to be Halloween designs. I’ve never watched the Food Network in my life. I spent hours there this past week, watching shows like HALLOWEEN BAKING CHAMPIONSHIP (where they threw their competitors in the “vampire buffet” baking challenge a curveball by ordering they include **black garlic as one of their ingredients), HALLOWEEN WARS, and OUTRAGEOUS PUMPKINS.
I have fallen in love with this stuff. I will legitimately miss it when October is over, and look forward to it coming back next Halloween. The only downside is that I cannot sample the ghoulish goodies that are concocted on these programs. It would make me a little sad to eat them anyway, as they are works of Art as much as foodstuffs, but knowing that they wouldn’t last long anyway, I think I could do it.