My wife records Everyday Italian every day. Tonight after we watched 24, (incidentally, my adrenal glands were not made for this shit) she flipped on the dvr to check out today's episode.
Bobble-head Giada was making something out of spinach, cheese, ricotta and about a dozen eggs. She rolled them into balls and I swear she called it a nudie. I have no idea if that is the correct spelling or not, but it was worth watching it just to hear her say "You could use a spoon to mix this, but I like to use my hands, because then I can really feel the nudie."
I turned to my wife and offered to feel the nudie, but she was having none of it.
She hates when I watch this particular show with her, because I am always making comments about the size of Giada's head, the size of her boobs, and the size of her gigantic "I will eat your soul" smile. Also, whenever Giada pauses, I like supply the next word because that is not at all annoying. So, for instance, when Giada says something like, "And now, I add the secret ingredient..." I will make a sound like I am hawking up a loogie. Or when she says "And now we add..." and squeezes something from a tube, I will say "the tub and tile caulking."
Eventually, my wife just turns it off. Good times.