It's the same wrathful feeling I get when Sherri Shepard speaks. I could turn the television into a dartboard between 9-11, while Rachael Ray and The View are on. I usually find Rachael to be quite entertaining, mostly because watching food on TV is my food porn, and is pleasing to me no matter what form, but this morning she strayed from the standard- snack of the day, ee-vee-oo speak, and kitchen goddess, into pseudo pet lover, animal planet extraordinaire. I'm not watching the Discovery Channel, i'm watching an 'effin cooking show...so no, African millipedes are NOT interesting to me, gnocci is. Or pretty much anything I can eat, and maybe millipedes are a delicacy somewhere else, or maybe owl is REALLY delicious...I just don't need to watch you play cat and mouse games, and whine for 25 minutes over why you don't want to touch anything slimy. And really, must we name the game " What am I touching?"...and anymore phrases like, "If you take it out, I'll touch it with one finger..I promise." are probably really stressing out the FCC with regulations on what's exceptable "day time talk". Screw the FCC, considering the amount of red states we have you're probably not doing a whole lot for your viewership. Prudes.
I understand this is probably not your fault, you probably have some angry (uncreative) producer who is seeking revenge for making him gain 15 pounds since joining the show, so this whole "cutesy" lets play with animals and bring a handsome pet-lover who flirts with you and makes the housewives swoon idea is, not your fault. I'm sure you'd rather stick with what you know...like. Meatballs. And thankfully you redeemed youself with a recipe that made me want to dump my apple cinnamon cheerios in the sink and eat meatballs for breakfast for the rest of eternity.
SO, no more animals. First of all, no one will ever be Steve Erwin, everyone else is second class. Keep the felines, reptiles, arachnids, and such where they belong, which is not in the kitchen. Thank you.