It was a Saturday morning. My favorite kind of Saturday morning, in fact! After spending a solid unproductive hour in bed, I finally rolled out and put on my slippers only to resume lounging on the couch, with a blanket and a cup of coffee. I turned on the tube, flipped on Food Network and tuned into Ina Garten.
Is it just me or does this scenario not sound reminiscent of heaven?!?
But back to the important bits. I was watching Ina Garten, which is really the most important part you need to know. Contrary to what you might think, I actually have not tuned in to Ina Garten in awhile. For one, she had not aired new episodes in some time and you already know I've seen every single Barefoot Contessa episode at least two times. And secondly, I just hadn't indulged in the luxury of turning on Food Network on a Saturday morning in some time. So when I did turn it on this particular Saturday morning I was not only pleased to see my role model, Ina, on the boob tube, but it was a brand new episode airing!
When I watch Ina Garten, I immediately get transported to my happy place. Cole was actually making fun of me watching it the whole time because whenever Ina added an ingredient or talked about what effortlessly fabulous dish she was going to whip up next, I was mutter things like, "Oooh" or "Oh that sounds good," or "Yes please!" under my breath all whilst my eyes were temporarily glued to the TV in awe. There's a reason why they call it food porn, people….
After a solid hour of watching Ina make her usual elegant yet simple recipes like Roasted Shrimp, Salmon Tacos and Lemon Pasta, I quickly realized that Ina had done it again; she worked her culinary magic on me and I too felt compelled to "cook like a pro." Mission accomplished, Ina!