Rach Is Cookin' Tex-Mex And It ROCKS
I've written before about the fact that she gets on my nerves a little bit.
So why can't I quit watching? Why am I still sitting here at her "E.V.O.O./DELISH/S and P ACTION/YUM/YADA YADA/STOUP-because-it's-thicker-than-a-soup-but-thinner-than-a stew" mercy?
Why can't I turn away?
Something is wrong with me.
But tonight - it's songs of the 21st century on American Idol.
Not even Rach describing cheese as "melty" can dampen my excitement.