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Rachel Ray’s Suicide Dinners: Cooking The War On Terror
RACHEL Ray is a TV cook in the US.
She’s also the hips and gunt of Dunkin’ Donuts, the revolting lumps of fat Americans eat while watching Rachel tell them about moulding fat into three-course meals.
Rachel comes up with abbreviations like EVOO (short for extra virgin olive oil), so that fat Americans don’t have to waste too much breathe between mouthfuls of syrup.
Now Rachel has courted what passes for controversy by appearing in a Dunkin’ Donuts adverts wearing what Michelle Malkin, an uptight American blogger, calls a “jihadi chic keffiyeh”.
Asks Malkin: “Is Ray’s blunder worth boycotting DD over?”
It’s a puzzler, and one Charles Johnson, another prominent US blogger, considers in “Mainstreaming Terrorism to Sell Donuts.”
Rachel Ray’s Last Suppers
It’s hard not be outraged and appalled. Ray should be shot or else have the scarf burnt off, preferably while she is still wearing it. Doesn’t Ray know the War On Terror (WOT) is raging and she needs to act accordingly?
Jamie Oliver (who is often seen wearing a burka and wiry beard) would have worked out that Ray should be campaigning for better food for terrorists.
In Al-A-Carte, Rachel will tour the world’s trouble spots trying to buy junk food while inviting various despots and terror leaders to cook their favourite last meals against the clock.
The dishes will then be served up to suicide bombers on their way to a date with the virgins.
Anorak suggests Ray goes with something with not too much garlic and lots of carbs…
Posted: 25th, May 2008 | In: Anorak In New York, Celebrities, Food & Fat, Jamie Oliver, War On Terror Comments (5) | Follow the Comments on our RSS feed: RSS 2.0 | TrackBack | Permalink
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May 25th, 2008 at 8:17 pm
How goes it with the rubber hose?
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He’s ambled out again - something to do with a tractor - and will dawdle back in again in his own good time. I’ll be ready for his return with something severely thwacky to hand. Bags are packed, I am beginning to remove all spurned possibilities upstairs and will run the Henry over the most brightly lit areas in the next half hour. …
May 25th, 2008 at 7:20 pm
Quite right; she is undoubtedly a brunette.
I’m not.
How goes it with the rubber hose?
May 25th, 2008 at 7:16 pm
That’s brunette, that is; that’s never a ‘warm champagne’..
May 25th, 2008 at 5:25 pm
Damn you, Anorak, damn you!
I genuinely had intended to only eat one donut; it’s not my fault that Waitrose sells them in packets of four.
And I incinerated the chops. I deserve some sort of treat.
Hell, who am I fooling?
I’m going to eat another donut…
May 25th, 2008 at 5:10 pm
Pasta and Virgin olive oil - maybe spinach and ricotta? washed down with some highly illict Californian rose, and then to ruin it all -trifle????