The funniest thing I read this week? “Ted Kaczynski Could Have Been a Food Blogger.”

It’s the most wonderful time of the year: Stories from the Butterball Hotline.

That pie in the face is actually a facial.

Mario Batali is called on the (red) carpet for his schlubby choice in footwear.

Coming soon to a boom box or cell phone near you, RACHAEL RAY!

Pie-eating contests, recitations of long strings of digits, and poetry—today is the day to geek out to celebrate the beauty and mystery of pi.

Add The Duchess of Duke Street to your Netflix queue.

Gordon Ramsay has a confession to make: He creams for Whoppers.

Summer brings the smell of freshly mown grass, the deep tang of sun tea, and cicadas on your dinner plate.

Bravo and Telemundo team up to push the new Miami-based Top Chef at a Latino audience.

Hardee’s informs the viewing public that its patty melts, burgers, and other fast, greasy food is as good as a roll in ye olde hay.

Coca-Cola breaks its own Guinness World Record for largest ice cream float, weighing in at 3,000 gallons.

Harold Dieterle opens Perilla, but Sam Talbot is asked to move on from Spitzer’s Corner.

A cop calls 911 after eating a mess of pot-soaked brownies that he made himself.

The highly, um, instructive site Instructables allows the crafty and handy among us to post show-and-tells of their various creations.