By Sarah Lazarovic

We feel we shouldn’t like her but we do. Her show’s a guilt-inducing pleasure even when she’s not making something brazenly unhealthy. What is it about Nigella? Why does Nigella Bites not reek of poor production values and poorer taste, like so many of the other home-house-help shows out there? Torontoist doesn’t presume to have a well broiled answer, but we do think one may be in the air when the Brit bombshell herself signs and reads from her new cookbook, Feast, tonight at Indigo.