Hugh Acheson

Hugh Acheson is optimistic that the best chef will win the whole thing.

on Jun 6, 2012

“The best years are the forties; after fifty a man begins to deteriorate, but in the forties he is at the maximum of his villainy.” H.L. Mencken

If true, I, having just crested into the 40s, am in my villainous prime, except my idea of being a villain is not colluding with frantic chefs in Chianti or ignoring the sage advice of my elders. My villainous instincts extend more into leaving the toilet seat up and internally muttering snide remarks about adults who bring pillows on two-hour flights. Iago I am not. 

Nookie may not have reached his 40s yet (his bio doesn’t give his age), but he does seem to be positioned to be quite the villain in the show. These chefs really have divided themselves into pacts of those who will do whatever it takes to win, and those with the altruistic vision, one I share, that this will boil down to who is the best chef. Nookie, sadly, could be in the top tier of cooking, but chooses to continually remind us that he will happily sabotage anyone in his path to get ahead. Santa is taking notes, Nookie.

Looking back on the Moroccan experience of my last post I left out that the decision was really left to Liz, whose villainous tendencies are pretty insubstantial, or at least unformed at this point. She chose Chaz but was confused and thought the question was “Who’s your favorite transgendered offspring of Sonny and Cher?” Chaz left mad at the world, that being the albatross around his neck.