Just Do It

I have always liked television cooking shows.  I used to have to do serious channel surfing to find any, but nowadays there are whole networks devoted to food.  They show the oldie moldies like Julia Child and Graham Kerr, and they show the currently famous like Paula and Rachael and Ina and Giada and the ubiquitous Bobby Flay, and some newbies too like Aarti and Nigella, and some oddities like the two fat ladies.

And all the while the cooks are showing and telling us how, they can't just do something, they have to go ahead and do it.  All of them.  All the time.

I'm going to go ahead and dice the celery.
Let's go ahead and get started on the sauce. 
Then you can go ahead and add the cheese.

Why do they all always have to go ahead to do it?  Why can't they just add the damn cheese?

And why, oh why, do they all grab everything?

I'm going to grab the heavy cream.
Let me just grab this big pan.
I'll just grab some things from the freezer.

To grab is to seize something suddenly, generally with some sense of urgency and a very tight grip.  You grab somebody by the lapels.  You grab at a gunshot wound in your arm.  You grab each other when you are frightened.  You grab a lifeline.

You don't grab cream. You take it from the refrigerator.  You retrieve it.  You get it.  Get.  What's wrong with get?  A perfectly good word.

Aw, nuts.  I'm gonna go ahead and grab a drink.