Although I love food blogs, I tend to stay away from recipe blogs because the part of my brain responsible for cooking skills is about the size of an emaciated fruit fly. But when I came across The Pioneer Woman, I couldn't look away. I mean, I could've looked away, I just wouldn't have been happy about it. My middle finger locked onto my mouse's scroll wheel as vibrant step-by-step photos of recipes for butter-laden meats and sweets (and I mean really step-by-step, like dedicating three photos to chopping up sticks of butter) and humor-laced commentary whizzed by on my monitor. Thank you, oh Pioneer Woman, for without you I wouldn't have the urge to whip up a "testosterone beef fest" sandwich.