Dear Curtis Stone,

Seeing as how it’s Christmas and all (time for joy and in some cases, forgiveness) I thought an explanation was in order. Now I am not joyous, nor do I forgive you…I just thought an explanation was in order. Here it is in a nutshell. You were supposed to come and cook dinner for us…we even spoke to a producer from The Today Show…you didn’t come…we hate you. I can’t say how long this will last, emotions are a tricky thing you know? I am optimistic though, that one day far, far, far, very far in the future; we may love you again. Merry Christmas.