Damn you, Le Creuset. You make me hungry without food even cooking in you. Everything tastes so much better when it is cooked inside your smooth, enameled walls. Your lustrous cherry red finish is the color of desire. And people on ebay are selling you used, admittedly found at a church flea market for hundreds of dollars. You are sitting, unused in the homes of terrible cooks, spoiled housewives that order in.... when I think of all the miracles we could make together, it makes me want to cry.