"I had the lunchbox that cleared the cafeteria. I was very unpopular in the early grades. Because I hung out with my grandfather, I started to bring my lunchbox with sardine sandwiches and calamari that I would eat off my fingers like rings. I was also always reeking of garlic."
Rachael (Dominica) Ray
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My father-in-law who recently passed away at 98, would threaten to open a can of sardines, to get his daughter to come cook him something. 🙂
I don't think he really had any sardines in his house. 🤣

Still, after all these years, makes me grin!
I will say, I did find that Rachael Ray stuck out in a crowded field (cook shows) to me for this one single reason:

I suppose in the eyes of some that might make me a bad person, but, it is what it is...:)
So, imagine, having never watched her show, and not knowing much of anything about her other than she had a cooking show and was apparently not hesitant about using all of her assets to make it a success, but yet...having that picture associated with her.
Imagine my mild dismay when I actually did watch her show long after she peaked and saw her for the first time-simply because she didn't fit what I had in my head...:) But I watched that particular cooking with interest to see if she was more than a nice looking cook selling her show with her assets, and was satisfied that she seemed to be a pretty good cook.
When I was a teenager, I marched in a CYO band, and one of our band competitors came from a dominantly Italian city near Boston. We were from the sticks, regarded as hicks, but all the guys I knew were attracted to the striking girls in their unit, who had the Italian features and slighly darker complexions. To us, they were exotic. They all had some facial portion of those features that Rachael Ray shows in that picture above.
That is what your mention of Rachel Ray brought to mind for me. I did kind of like her description of the way she ate her lunch...the visualization of her wearing calimari rings and eating them off of her fingers kind of tickled me a bit.
There are times that I believe I might be living proof of the reason God didn't create us with thought bubbles...:)