In between downing spoonfuls of corn nut-studded Cool Whip, Sandra Lee managed to give a Q&A in the New York Times yesterday. And it is delightfully graceless on both sides! First, Sandra implies that helping starving children (which I'm sure she does CONSTANTLY) and making fun of her for being terrible are mutually exclusive activities:
Anthony Bourdain called [your famous Kwanzaa Cake] a "crime against humanity." Are you sensitive to cracks like that?
It's shtick. That's how some people get their press. There are 17 million children in this country going hungry every day, and we're worried about my Kwanzaa cake from 10 years ago? That's what I think is ridiculous. Yes, I can laugh about it.
(Fun fact: starving children are the only group of people willing to eat Sandra Lee's Kwanzaa cake.)
Toward the end of the interview, the conversation turns to Sandra Lee's love life and devolves into a series of blatant trick questions and hilarious bitchiness:
[Your boyfriend Andrew] Cuomo is famously hot-tempered. People who like you have described your "bulldog determination" and "blind ambition." I picture a lot of crockery flying around at home.
We never fight. He's so patient and mellow. He doesn't give me grief. Can I ask a question? Is this an interview about me or Andrew?
You. You really don't get grief at home? I get quite a bit, but I don't mind so much.
Well, how old are you?
I'm turning 40.
When you're older, it'll go away. Nonsense doesn't matter anymore because life gets shorter. I thought you were at least my age.
Oooooooooooooooooo!!! It's a double-burn because Sandra Lee is actually 107 years old. She just looks 45 because of all the preservatives.