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“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.
How can the best chef win? Last night the one chef on the red team who put out the best and most authentic food (as judged by the Italian tasters) was voted off. This show is not about cooking.
Thanks for another fine blog ;) and get your handsome-self a copy of Under the Tucson Sun, young man.
I have been watching this, but forgot about your blog. I wish these chefs were a little more likable and not so proud of acting like ass hats. And I have serious doubts as to whether any of the good chefs will win, as they are obviously voting off anyone threatening. It is interesting to see people react under stress, but there are plenty of shows for that.
My dear Hugh-ness, you make me laugh and wish I could follow you to a variety of interesting restaurants, ordering foods I've never eaten so you can tell me about them and if the chefs have done well or not. Hey, maybe this is a new show starring YOU (de-unibrowed first, of course, so I can better read your facial expressions)? (May I please come since I thought of it?) Love reading your blogs, wish I could try your food.