By The Wiz
I know I didn’t blog about Masters, which of course I loved, but I AM going to talk about this season. And if you’re wondering why the discrepancy, all I can say is I never claimed to be “consistent” or “reasonable”. And so — Eric Ripert is a judge! Not a guest judge, a real-live, going-to-be-there-every-week kind of judge. This bodes well for the season.
Also, I just returned from a vacation to D.C., I love it there, and am excited to see where they take the chef-testants. This also bodes well for the season. You know, for me.
LOVE the mise-en-place relay race. LURVE it, actually. And you know, part of the beauty (MOST of it, arguably) of Top Chef is the pressure. Think about it. If somebody said to you “make an omelette”, and if you were a fairly talented cook, you could easily do it in 5 minutes or less. (I couldn’t, you know, but my husband could.) If they said “Make an omelette in 5 minutes or less. GO!” it would be a whole different ball game. Throw in $20,000 and your first time on a reality show in a strange city cooking outside, and we get to watch executive chefs struggle to peel potatoes and chop onions. Apparently, 3 of them did some hand slicing even though they only showed us one. Ouch.
I was expecting the quickfire to send someone home, but hey, so much for my expectations.
On to elimination - making something representative of where you were from, which Gail then changed to ‘representing them as a chef’ and hey, that’s an unfair leap, lady! Just because I’m from the southwest now doesn’t mean I love Mexican food. (Although, you know, it is pretty good when a certain herb-that-shall-not-be-named isn’t involved. But it’s OFTEN involved when it comes to Mexican food. C’est la vie.) (Yes, I just spoke French when talking about Mexican food. See above note about being “consistent.”)
Hippie guy went home. Too bad. I was looking forward to this ’stranger in a strange land.’ He seemed like good TV. Although his maple dish looked, well, disgusting. But this is coming from me, somebody who hates, hates, HATES maple syrup. All syrup, really. Thusly, I was gagging anyway, and the fact that his dish looked like it would send me into a coma did not help matters. But I still wanted him to stay. GOOD TV! Where is the producer involvement here? Didn’t you see his hair??
Rib-eye nuggets? Really? Rib eye is soooo good. Why nugget it up?
And Angelo won both challenges. Statistically speaking, winning the first challenge bodes well for a Top Chef contestant. So he’ll probably be around until the finale, although I highly doubt he will be the first cheftestant ever to win every challenge. I mean, the producers would step in if it got THAT boring, I think. We need our drama, after all. I do love the ego, though. Stefan revisited?
Side note: Padma has mom boobs now. If I’m getting my timing right, this was being filmed roughly 2 months after she gave birth. Wowsa. I’m not sure I was out of my jammies on a regular basis 2 months after my first, and I certainly didn’t look like that, but of course, I looked exactly like Padma BEFORE I gave birth. We’re like identical twins, really. I’m sure people tell Padma she looks like a man on a regular basis.
Mostly- just YAY! Yay for the return of Tom, Gail, and Padma, who I think are better judges than the critics of Masters. But maybe it’s just because I can predict their tastes better now, after watching them all these seasons. Add in Eric Ripert, and D.C., and I am one happy viewer. You know, unless it gets boring.
Top 3:Angelo, Kenny, and ???
Next to go: Um, blonde chick who did not add butter to the chicken liver mousse.
Really, though, at this point, there’s no way to know. It’s going to be a great ride.
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