My faith in tomorrow is restored. Not because of the election; because of Martha Stewart & Snoop Dogg.
In case you missed it, VH1 debuted their new show, Martha & Snoop's Potluck Dinner Party. This culture clash inspired me that there is hope for the rest of us. If the original Doyenne of Decor and more baby boomer and the self-proclaimed "King of Kush" Gen-Xer can find common ground, maybe we all can. The pair battled head to head with special guests helping them out—Seth Rogan, Wiz Khalifa & Ice Cube.
The show was the television embodiment of Seth Rogan's production partner in crime James Franco—a little dirty, a little strange, a little scary but also sort of compelling and attractive. The premise of the episode was Martha & Snoop going head to head with their fried chicken in the hopes of winning a prize fried chicken belt (and it's as awesome as it sounds).
The zingers flew fast and furiously and I laughed out loud so much my kids came to see what the fuss was about. They made fun of each other, and their guests joined in the fun. It was just what I have needed after these long months of angry differences, proof that we are more alike than we may think and we don't always have to take ourselves so seriously.
What did I learn? That these people can make fun of themselves. And (spoiler alert) that Martha has been hit by lightning more than once, that Snoop may have been a mathlete, that my kids have something in common with Wiz Khalifa and that Ice Cube might have gotten food poisoning from some undercooked chicken.
I won't spoil who won the fried chicken belt. You can find the episode on the Martha & Snoop's Potluck Dinner Party website & check it out. I'm looking forward to what future episodes will bring each Monday because I want to ride this thing until it falls apart.
Snoop's opening line sums up the show for me: "I'm not high right now. But whoever gave us this show? They must have been." I'm glad they were. I give this dinner party five out of five fried chicken drumsticks.