Another one bites the dust

It's come to this. Not even that most sacred gastrointestinal space, Food Network, is immune from "Hopenchange" fever. Belch.

One would hope that a channel devoted to rice paper spring rolls, how-tos for crown pork roast and a show called "Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives" wouldn't be tempted to thrust politics into the mix. I can sense my own hypocrisy here: Had Iron Chef featured First Lady Laura Bush, would I be so irked? Of course not. But I sense that the show's decision to go this route is less a matter of "Hey, wouldn't it be cool to have a national figure on?" and more of "Let's bank on the Obama media machine."

I'm guessing it will be a hit, but I do wonder if enough viewers of this more-than-family-friendly station are like our family, which has had more than its fill of seeing the POTUS and FLOTUS on our screens. Like this, for instance.

Welcome to the wide, wide world

Resolutions for the new year notwithstanding, I'm beginning this little blog as a personal experiment (and that has to be the most unique reason ever for starting a blog, ha). After being rightly schooled in honors high school English that every thesis paper must indeed have a clear, easy-to-find and one-sentence thesis statement, I whittled down my focus to this: apologetics, from the (relatively) young and (hopefully) domestic view.

What kind of apologetics? Faith. Dignity of life. Dignity of personhood. Dignity of motherhood, womanhood and sainthood. What kind of domesticity? A rented abode shared with a most kind husband, a well-stocked kitchen and a bun in the oven (there's the motherhood part).

Whether it gets read, whether it ever matters or whether it lasts more than a day, here it is. L'chaim.