* What if there’s something in my teeth?
* What if I fart?
* Calling the co-host the wrong name.
* Accidentally swearing.
* Burning myself.
* Cutting myself.
* Forgetting the recipe.
* looking fat.
So far, in all three of my debuts, I have realized only 3 of the above fears. While making the Zucchini Linguini Panini I burned my arm on the George Foreman. When I made Ratatouille, I initially forgot to add the onions and the garlic. And when I went to open the oven, my tush looked more double digits than the size 4 I pretend it to be. And for all of you haters out there, the answer is No. I have yet to pass gas on television, but I wouldn’t hold your breath if I were you. Pun intended.