I don't mean to be spiteful and I don't mean to be hateful, but to all who own one of these, I don't like you. Why? Because I'm jealous. I don't have one and I want one. NOW. NOW. NOW.

Because every time I watch Giada, I get jealous. Every time Rachael Ray says Yum-O and tosses in spices that she doesn't measure, I'm jealous.

Some day, Le Creuset, my kitchen will own you. Some day, Le Creuset, you will be sitting on my stove and I swear, the best boeuf bourguignon will come out of one of these enameled cast iron pots.

Oh, yes, Jamie Oliver, at some point in time, I will make one of your chicken dishes. But only as soon as I get one of these.

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