I’m sorry to pick on Rachael Ray. It’s beyond shooting fish in a barrel. It’s carpet-bombing fish in a home aquarium (though I have to admit that I admired Ray’s self-awareness and unwillingness to take the bait after Martha Stewart bashed the TV cook last year).

Nonetheless, would I be surprised one day to find Rachael Ray working at a dry cleaners, as is the premise of this shamefully addictive CBS fluffball titled I Get That A Lot? Well, yes, I would be surprised, if only because she’s such a rich, well-branded institution now.

But in the secret recesses of the blackest part of my heart, I’d also think: Why shouldn’t she be working at a dry cleaners? Does someone with her skill set really deserve to make more money cooking than Mario Batali and Tom Colicchio and Alain Ducasse?