…to Cutthroat Kitchen, which is a product of the Food Network.
I really enjoy the show. There is rarely a time that I miss it, and imagine my shock when I was looking over Netflix and seeing the first two seasons of Cutthroat kitchen.So taking advantage of doing things in the house today, like roasting a turkey breast, I have been doing a marathon of Cutthroat Kitchen.
Don’t get me wrong. I am not a chef by any means, nor am I a good cook. A decent cook, maybe, but good is not a word that I feel would appropriately describe me.Watching this show with the professional chefs and even the occasional home chef, I get to learn the little tricks from them, and see the mistakes that they make.
Perhaps some day, I’d be more comfortable cooking and feel that I am “good”. but for now, I am a disciple of Alton Brown and Cutthroat Kitchen.
I am tired of folks walking into me with cell phones.
It started today, rather this morning, when I was on the bus.People getting off the bus looking at their phone when they get up from their seat, walk toward the front and bang into me because they have no clue of what is by them.Really? Candy crush and you tube are that important?
I got onto the train and got off in center city. Instead of folks walking through the air-conditioned mall to go to work, they are reading Facebook as they are walking, or something of that nature.Really? Your office is how far away that you can’t wait?
The lobby of my building has college age students in they’re coming in to test in the morning.Plugged into phones, staring at them…now the infamous purple Kool-Aid has dialing abilities?
What I’d love to see are the statistics for broken bones and injuries for this new addiction.
Life is short, folks. Take a minute to look up from your phone and take in life.