well, I hate to say we got there first - well, no, I don’t hate to say it. In fact, I’ll say it again. We got there first and we had a sense of humor about it.

The fab foodie blogged sometime ago about Nigella’s air of unreality and it seems that the Guardian is taking issue not only with the fakery but with the fact that the Nigella camp is defending it. They seem terribly up in arms about it - as if she’s sullied their very notion of reality, misled them in some really sinister way and tricked them into believing in Santa only to reveal the fake beard and belly.

People, of course it’s not her kitchen or her study. (I’m willing to bet that her kitchen and study are the ones we saw on her episode of Who Do You Think You Are). I imagine she lives in a lovely home that she would rather not have trampled and cluttered up with all the bits and pieces needed for television production - not to mention all those crew. If, in the context of the show’s narrayive - yes, even cooking shows have a narrative - they want to act as if the set is her house then OK. It is part and parcel of the entertainment. After all, cooking shows are entertainment not documentaries and not master classes.

Loosen up people. So what if that’s not her fridge and the same laptop she used to write her classic How to Eat. It’s not as if she’s faking the food. And isn’t that the point?