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Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show

When I saw commercials promoting the upcoming Westminster Dog Show, I got excited.  I pointed them out to my husband, and explained how I enjoyed watching the different breeds and the judging.

 My husband snorted in disgust.  “You really wanta watch that stuff?” he said derisively.  “That’s just plain boring.”  Then he turned his attention back to a DVR recording of a repeat showing of a 2006 World of Poker competition.  “See that?  Just watch, now, ‘cause Mike the Mouth has a pocket queen, and the river card is another queen.  See?”  He smiled triumphantly, vicariously enjoying the excitement of the win.  “Next, Brunson will…” 

Best of Show 2011: Scottish Deer Hound

By then I had ceased to listen; a switch in my brain had gone to the Off position.                                                      

Why can’t he see what I see?  The best of each breed in their category will be paraded around the arena and a judge who is a world-class expert in a particular category will examine each dog.  An announcer will tell the TV audience about the peculiarities and history of that breed.  Then the dog handler will trot the dog around the arena while the camera follows each move, each expression the dog makes.  All that is seen of the handler are the legs and shoes—the focus is on the dog and how utterly beautiful he/she is.

If I was on a desert island with electricity, a TV, and a few DVDS (Olympic Figure Skating 2010, 2004 World of Poker Las Vegas, Highlights of Super Bowls 2004- 2010, and Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show 2011),  and could chose only one to watch, Westminster would win, hands down.  No competition.

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My secret love

There are very few TV programs I enjoy.  My husband is an-almost-indiscriminant watcher of TV.  He loves having a DVR, and records anything that might be about poker, the Universe, Black Holes, science fiction,  golf,  physics/math/chemistry, earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunamis…well, you can see his mind bent.

 For me, TV viewing needs to have certain parameters:

• No car chases
• No  formulaic plot line
• No gratuitous near-nudity
• No thinly veiled political correctness

So far I have effectively eliminated almost every show on TV.  That leaves very few choices.

Fortunately there are the food related programs namely "Cake Boss".

Hoboken, New Jersey, here I come!  For there, I will find Carlos’ Bakery and meet the man of my dreams:  Buddy. 

Buddy, how I thrill at the thought of your Italian pastries!  Oh, I long to bite into the flaky, creamy custard filled ‘lobster tail’ that is made with obscene amounts of butter and cream.  I want to stand in front of the glass case that is filled with delightful creations, and hear your sister Mary yell out, “Well, are you gonna buy somethin’, or you wanta just drool?”

Oh, Buddy, I want to sit across the table from you and order the most incredible, impossible cake and see what you create.  You made the Zombie cake today, and my heart nearly stopped.  Your tribute to the circus world was pure artistry. 

Someday, Buddy, I will see your bakery, someday.
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