Move over Anthony Bourdain, I've got a new travel channel crush and his name is Adam Richman. He's not your conventional hottie, and he may not dine on high-brow cuisine or go globe-trotting to exotic locales, but this down home guy is exceedingly lovable and his new series, Man V. Food is addictive. Now I don't like to cook much, so watching Giada whip up a meal isn't really all that fascinating to me, but I do like to eat, and I love shows that involve a competition, and this one serves up a little bit of everything.

Reports are everywhere today that previously confidential C.I.A. files are being made public, and they reveal that, among other things, famed French-style chef Julia Child was a spy! Jigga what???? Indeed, it seems that one of the world's most visible TV personalities (and a bona fide giantess at over six feet tall) once worked undercover for the U.S. government as an OSS operative. She and her cohorts apparently "studied military plans, created propaganda, infiltrated enemy ranks and stirred resistance among foreign troops."

After the latest season of The Bachelorette ended with finalist Jason Mesnick getting majorly snubbed by the titular DeAnna Pappas, there was such an outpouring of sentiment from desperate sympathetic single gals that the producers at ABC saw fit to create a special site to handle the overflow. Now, in a move modeled after the cinematic masterpiece that is Sleepless In Seattle, romantic hopefuls and well-wishers can get in touch with the scorned bachelor directly via fanofjason.com

Something kind of unexpected happened to me on the way to the Amazing Race finale: I fell in love with TK and Rachel.

The reason this was so unlikely is that they're normally the sort of team that would bug the crap out of me. Not so much her -- she's kind of bandy-legged, but cute -- but him, with the dreadlocks and the "maaaaan" all the time. Oh, also the whole "newly dating" thing; normally I would regard that as a recipe for spectacular relationship flameout. But they have ensorcelled me.

I started to realize that I had a crush on them during last week's episode, when I found myself in kind of serious distress at the thought that they were going to be eliminated, and expressed my relief that they weren't with a squeal that was really far too loud to be for a couple of people I don't even know.

So, something happened when my sister came to stay with us over the holidays. No, not that we stayed up until 2 AM watching BBC documentaries (which we did). No, not that we each ate our weight in Turtles (which we also did). On Christmas Eve, we were wrapping gifts, and since nothing else was on, she put on Deal Or No Deal, which I had never watched before.

When I saw she'd put it on, I was all, "Oh, LEAH. I can't believe you watch this show! Wouldn't you rather look for a nice documentary on DVD instead?"

Ten minutes later: "That's a pretty crappy deal from the banker. Geez."

Ten more minutes after that: "SEVENTEEN! PICK SEVENTEEN!!!!"