>This woman is gonna be the death of me. Enjoy this repost from The Lo Zone archives.
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I’m talking, love her like she’s family. I know women like her. I’m related to women like her. Deep down, I am a woman like her. I’m a product of people from the Deep South (the Mississippi Delta). I spent every summer vacation of my youth visiting the heart and the heat of the Delta. I also lived in Montgomery, Alabama for five years during the time I worked as a corporate manager for KinderCare, and spent an enormous amount of time in Atlanta and Birmingham as well.
…is my favorite on the Food Network (and I love the Food Network, so that’s saying a lot). Sometimes I leave it on all day, watching show after show or just letting it run in the background. I am an avid cook and appreciator of food, and, to me, watching people cook on tv is one of the most sinfully sensuous things in the world, more provocative than the most gonzo of porn (…not that I know anything about gonzo porn).
Which is why I’m worried about my Paula. I’m so afraid she’s gonna just fall the fuck out one day, right there on tv, in the middle of gobbling a spoonful of butter pie, gulping a swallow of butter milkshake, or biting into a butter casserole. For those of you who don’t know or watch Paula, she loves butter.
Butter, to Paula Deen, is second only to God and her boys.
Yesterday I watched her put a stick of butter in a pot of corn chowder (she has an endless supply of these creamy yellow sticks of death…expect to see her use at least three or four per thirty-minute episode). Once the chowder was done, she ladled some into a bowl, then cut two hunks from another stick of butter and put those ON TOP of the single serving of chowder. Then she plunged her spoon into that stroketastic bowl of buttery goodness and sampled herself a bite, rolling her eyes back in that way she does when she tastes something that (you and) she knows is simply scrumpdilly-deadlyishus. How is it that she has not suffered total cholesterol lock-up right before our eyes? How is the blood managing to chug through her veins? The passages must surely be pin-thin, so clogged they have to be with pure butterfat solids. A red blood cell doesn’t stand a chance.
By all scientific and physiological measures, Paula should have keeled over from congestive heart failure at least two-three years ago. Yet there she is in her kitchen every afternoon at 4pm, armed to the teeth with sticks of butter, and I’m always right in front of the tv, her faithful little student/idolater, eager to see what she’s going to suggest I shove a stick of butter into next. Yet something else perplexes me. When I make Paula’s recipes, I get bigger. Miraculously, however, over the course of the four years-plus that Paula’s been on the air, I’ve actually watched her get smaller, going from this…
…to this.
Huh? Where’d those chins go? Oh, I know. They went to my thighs.
Which makes me wonder about Paula and all those magical wands of decadent yellow goodness. Is the Stickabutter Plan the new South Beach Diet? Should I be dropping one into my morning smoothie? Will a few sticks a day keep the strokes away? There’s no limit to Paula’s uses for them. Considering the fact that she’s still practically a newlywed, I can only imagine what she does with a stick of butter in the bedroom.
And if you watch Paula’s show, you know that’s not a far-fetched idea. I think that might actually be a stick of butter she’s shoving in her husband’s mouth in the picture above.
The Lo Zone 
>Paula's going to be fine. Butter loving girls have a way of surviving!
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>Paula might be fine, Saadia, but what about me? When she's cooking on tv, sometimes I'm cooking right along with her.My house can only hold such much butter. (And by my house, I'm also talking about my body.)
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>I love Paula Deen. That's my favorite show on the food network too.
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>Paula Deen, Paula Deen, she's the southern soul food queen! (On tv, anyway)
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>ROFLMBAO at the sticks of butter in the bedroom. I might take that under consideration.Love the Lo Zone!!!!!
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>This post had me cracking up. Butter does make food takes sooo much better. Now, for Paula's weight loss while eating tons of butter per meal, I'd say she doesn't REALLY eat those recipes. It's just for those of us who don't know any better.Step away from the butter!
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>great post!btw…..i agree with Jewells
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>Ooops, I meant "taste" sooo much better not takes.
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>I dont have cable, but I have heard of this womans affinity for butter. When I cook, which hasnt been in a while cause my ovens out, I use whole foods too. Mostly its olive oil, but when I bake, its all butter babay!lolL
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>I KNEW I LIKED YOU FOR A REASON…girl my tv stays on the Food Network all day Saturaday & Sunday…and Paula is my FAVORITE!…she be cookin like my grand-mamma use to (who by the way was a born & raised Alabamaian…is that a word?…oh well…). I loooove all the butter she uses (and you can't forget about the lard…cause she'll whip that out on you too).Her cookin definately aint for the health-conscious…but it sure tastes ummm, umm good! I would make a comment on the butter in the bedroom, but I'm trying to be a good girl LOL!
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>Kiki, girl, I loves me some butter, which makes us butter babies of a feather!!!
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>I'll step away from the butter when you put down the Milk Duds.
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>@Lo: I shall keep the triglycerides in check. hahahahastep away from the butter and put the stick down.
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>thats a low blow. i just bought some. you must have heard them in the car.you and your canine sense of hearing…or more like linda wagner as the 6 million dollar woman…hahahahahaha
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>You two are so cute.
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>@kendra…ain't dey!You know I'm hatin on you two right now, RIGHT! LOL (I jus playin…ya'll inspire me!)Smooches!
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>awwwwww…thank you kendra. that's very sweet of you to say.
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>Kiki, you are too sweet!!! You too, Kendra!!!
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>I'm from Arkansas and I still recall the days of my youth when my mother would exclaim across the dinner table, "You're not going anywhere until you finish your butter!"Fried catfish. Fried gizzards. Chicken n' Dumplings…how does it get better than that?
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