unwrapped.

The title isn't an introduction to a particularly revealing blog. I'm just, in fact, watching Unwrapped on the Food Network. I really, really, really wish I was a great cook. I mean, I can throw together a recipe given the right utensils... but I wish I could just whip things up, like Evan's Granny who is evidently the authority on all things edible. Rarely do you sit down to a meal with Evan where he doesn't see something on the menu that his Granny makes better than anyone around. I've eaten her food: the man speaks the truth. And what I like best about Granny's cooking: lots and lots of salt. But where there is lots of salt, there are lots of other spices, and Granny can spice things up in a hurry. Not to discredit my own grandmother's cooking. She, too, is quite the chef. Her specialties are chicken and dumplings, macaroni and cheese, green bean casserole, and she always has a new kind of punch. Her love of new recipes goes beyond punch though. Aside from the afore mentioned staples, Momma Em almost never cooks the same dish twice. Every holiday is a trial run for a new dish straight from the pages of Southern Living magazine and the like. Some are hugely successful... others... well, some stones are better left unturned.

I think shows like Unwrapped are fascinating. The machines are incredible, and it's just really interesting to see a product from raw to grocery store. I also always really liked the episodes of Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood where the picture on the wall turned into a TV screen and you were suddenly inside a factory learning how crayons were made and the like. Fascinating stuff. Have you watched an episode of Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood since you were older than 10? Those little puppets are the stuff nightmares are made of.

Unwrapped is currently unveiling Rainforest Cafe. True Story: Rainforest Cafe is my favorite chain restaurant. Ever. I love it. No matter where I am and what restaurants a guide book says I SHOULD go to, if there's a Rainforest Cafe nearby, I will choose it EVERY time.

Furthermore, I am NOT okay with this weather. Freeze warnings in April? I think not. Don't get me wrong: I am not looking forward to 98 degree-soaking-wet-by-the-time-you-get-to-your-car weather. I'd just really like to have a nice spring... sunshine and breezes, you know the stuff.

Tonight I was productive, and I'm always surprised at what an accomplished feeling I would get. I'm surprised because you would think that I don't ever get anything done. I mean, I call my mom just to tell her how good I feel about myself. I likely make my Facebook status something pertaining to my success. I wrote one paper and wrote the most critical part of another (the part where I decide what I'm writing about. Can't go anywhere without that). Not to mention, I managed to send approximately 100 text messages in the meantime.

Did you know White Castle was America's first fast food restaurant? Neither did I. Thanks, Unwrapped.

I've procrastinated long enough. Time to top off my productive evening with a little light reading in the form of a 30-something page research article about sleep and its functions. Go on: envy me.