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Last month, our family was sitting around a small bonfire, and my son gets out of his chair, pretending he is “dishing”. (That’s what he and my husband nicknamed me after my food show started airing, “Hey, Dishing!” — I am no longer mom or Debbie…)

So Kyle says, “Hi! Welcome to the show. I’m Dishing. Today we have a delicious surprise for you in honor of the time I was sitting outside with my kids and I tripped. As you know, I am clumsy, anyway, I burnt my butt and it left a whole in my jeans so that’s why today we are making Rump Roast!”

Everyone busts into laughter. Even me. Now it’s Ken’s turn.

He stands in front of the bonfire. “Hi! Welcome to the show. I’m Dishing. Anyone out there have problems with wasting food? Well I surely do. That’s why I called my local zoo. I had heard a zebra passed away and I thought to myself, why waste zoo animals? So today we are making smoked Zebra Chops.”

Ooooooh !!!! Gross !!!! Marissa stands up. “That was sick, dad. Okay, it’s my turn. Hi. Welcome to the show. I’m Dishing. And today we are making moisturizer. Why? Because I promised my daughter 2 years ago that I would buy her some, and I haven’t done it yet.”

Huh? I did?

Yes. You promised me you would buy me anti-wrinkle cream.

But Marissa, you are only 23!

I know. But I want a really big collection of wrinkle creams. Just like you! (High-fives come flying toward Marissa from the cheering crowd.)

That’s it! It’s my turn. “Hi! Welcome to the show. I’m Debbie Davis. And, yes, I overcooked my family. Now, (achem), you know why!”

Today’s Life Recipe: Taste the fun!
While you are here check out the Dishing with Debbie Bloopers and Out-takes!