If you’re reading this post, it’s probably because you read the title, thought it was creepy, and wanted to read on to see what the creeper behind the post has to say about this creepy pastime of hers. However, I assure you that I am not a creeper and this pastime is not creepy.
Lately my summer break has been very mundane: work, babysit, weekend errands. Work, babysit, weekend errands, etc., etc. It’s been mundane, but also very tiring. On the rare occasion that I get a day off, I like to do absolutely nothing, to make up for my otherwise hectic schedule. I go to sleep at 1 or 2 in the morning, wake up at noon, sip a cup of coffee that I am determined to make last until evening, and play guitar/drums/keyboard until 6.
Why 6 o’clock? Because 6 o’clock is Triple D time. Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives.
DDD is a show on the Food Network, hosted by Guy Fieri. The show basically has Guy driving around the country in his 1967 red Camaro visiting different eateries. Along with shedding some spotlight on the establishment, he also gets to taste their food, which is personally my favorite part. Aside from the fact that the food looks FANTASTIC, he actually makes eating it look fun.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve seen a lot of guys eat, and it ain’t always pretty. I’ve been to dinner with co-workers and seen the men go at chicken wings like they haven’t been fed in days. I’ve been to lunch with guys who don’t eat spice and watched them take a bite of wasabi and try to tough it out while their mouths are on fire, their eyes are watering, and their faces are turning red. (The whole time I’m sitting there thinking, “please drink something so that I don’t have to awkwardly sit here and wait this out.”) I’ve eaten with guy friends who burp after a meal; some say excuse me…some don’t -_-
But Guy Fieri makes eating actually look fun. I think that must take some sort of special skill or something. Every time I watch DDD, I have the urge to go out and eat a burger. That or some sort of meat with thick dripping sauce, which you also see a lot on the show. Unfortunately, my stomach capacity is rather limited, so I somewhat envy someone like Guy who’s stomach seems to be a bottomless pit. But while I’m amazed that he can make eating look so fun, my sister is amazed that he’s still alive, quite frankly. Watching him down plate after plate of fried foods, we can only imagine how high Guy’s cholesterol must be.
The second most common comment I hear from my sister when I’ve got DDD on is, “why does he wear his sunglasses on the back of his head like that? Is it so he can just flip it over his head and it’ll land on his nose, so it’s less work putting it on?”