Take Me To Paradise

The best cure for a hangover, boring night alone, or moments when you feel like torturing your food willpower is the Paradise series on the Travel Channel. We’ve all seen these shows come up on our Tivo or preview channel: Donut Paradise. Pizza Paradise. Steak Paradise. Barbeque Paradise. All You Can Eat Paradise. Hot Dog Paradise. These shows are like crack to me. It’s like food porn.

They basically take you to every traditional, infamous, or bizarre landmark of each type of food. Somehow, after watching Donut Paradise, I want to visit Portland, OR just to eat a doughnut (real spelling) from Voodoo Doughnut. They have one with maple syrup frosting and BACON STRIPS on top. SERIOUSLY.


(Photo credit: Portland Food & Ink)

This show makes me want to drive to Chicago, IL and eat a hot dog at Hot Doug’s Encased Meats Emporium.

And the sad this is, I don’t even really like doughnuts. Or hot dogs. I probably eat those things MAYBE once a year, tops. But this show does that to ya. It makes everything look devastatingly delicious. What makes it more painful is the fact that I am a terrible cook, so after watching one of these episodes, it’s not like I can whip up something to take my mind off of my dreams of Chili Hot Dogs, or Chicago deep dish pizza, or Memphis barbecue. This show is dangerous. And addictive. It’s probably my favorite series on television. Yes, even slightly better than Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives. Only slightly.

Sigh.

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