An exploration of how America’s gangster rap legend became besties with its queen of domesticity
In the annals of pop culture, there are few pairings more perplexing—and more strangely wholesome—than that of Snoop Dogg and Martha Stewart. If you were to suggest, sometime around 1994, that the Doggfather would one day be co-hosting a cooking show with the doyenne of doilies and deviled eggs, you likely would have been laughed out of the room. And yet, this is America, and America specializes in turning fever dreams into syndicated cable content.
Their saga began publicly in 2008, when Snoop made a guest appearance on “The Martha Stewart Show,” delighting a live studio audience with his take on mashed potatoes. The chemistry was instant and very real. While Martha instructed viewers on the proper way to sift flour, Snoop added his own flourishes—calling out the dishes as being “fo shizzle delicious.” Viewers, unsure if the collaboration was performance art or a glitch in the Matrix, tuned in. Ratings, predictably, spiked.
By 2016, VH1 apparently leaned into the surrealism and greenlit “Martha & Snoop’s Potluck Dinner Party.” It was a variety show, a cooking competition, a celebrity hangout session, and possibly a stoned fever dream—all swirled into one prime-time slot. Together, the pair served up everything from lobster thermidor to weed jokes, often in the same segment. Guests included 50 Cent, RuPaul, and Jamie Foxx, each forced to navigate the overlapping Venn diagram of home décor and West Coast rap.
The show ran for multiple seasons and even received an Emmy nomination. During this time, Snoop also appeared alongside Martha in various commercials, crafted artisan cocktails, and served up turkey tips alongside cranberry sauce critiques. The dynamic remained, somehow, unshakably authentic. When asked in interviews about their friendship, Martha often praised Snoop’s culinary knowledge. Snoop, in turn, would call her his “homegirl.”
If the 21st century had a mascot for unlikely cultural unity, this bromance—er, homemance—would be it. Somewhere between crème brûlée and Crips, kale chips and kush, Snoop and Martha carved out a space that defied genre, logic, and anyone’s expectations but their own.
In the end, it turns out that the secret ingredient was not seasoning or skill, but an unshakable mutual respect—and perhaps a shared appreciation for well-timed snack breaks.