Corey next served Fresh Baked Rolls (that he made the dough for), Forest Mushroom Soup, and Poached Eggs with Asparagus. Rave reviews followed.
He decided to redeem himself with the Mummy Fried Shrimp, and redeem himself, he did. Corey got it right, and my guests were wowed by it. Corey was a little slow in getting things on the table. I called him on it. Things got testy, and he told me to get out of the kitchen and back to my guests. I listened.
We got to the main course: Roasted Poussin and Salmon Trout. The salmon was dry; no one much cared for it. No matter how you do it, the most important thing to remember about cooking seafood is not to overcook it. Although a lot of people think raw seafood will kill you, overcooking it is almost a worse sin. My guests liked the poussin better. Poussin is the French word for a young chicken. For dessert, Corey ambitiously made two desserts (I don’t know how he did all this in four hours): Country Style Apple Pie and Macadamia Nut Tart. I advised my guests to take only a bite or two, because we still had a second dinner party ahead.
Nicole’s décor wowed everyone. They knew immediately that it was a spring-in-New-York setting, just what Nicole intended. She started us off with Sesame Seared Tuna Tartare with Wasabi Crème Fraiche. It had a real kick to it. Terrance felt it was clichéd and not a true tartare since the tuna had been seared. I came to her defense. Not all guests will appreciate the finer qualities of raw tuna, so cooking it a bit might be good for those who aren’t terribly adventurous eaters. The seasoning was unbalanced and ultimately crushed any chances the dish had, but raw or slightly raw is splitting hairs to me.
I was taping all the shows and somewhat enjoying watching the competition and recipes but the banter amongst dinner guests is another story. The atmosphere at the dinner parties in general is reminiscent of high school, "If you don't get the inside joke, you're not cool." But the jokes are contrived, everyone is vaguely uncomfortable, and Rocco DiSpirito just doesn't keep my interest. The most banal and incomprehensible moment was when one of the guests mentioned something about a "Four minute cunnilingus session." What? This is not dinner conversation, or conversation for any time in mixed company as far as I'm concerned. This is a desperate attempt to be relevant, because it is neither interesting nor intellectual. And it's not funny. I may not be "cool enough" to "get It," but Rocco and his friends are definitely not good enough to come into my home anymore.
Rocco love your show! Marry a cuban! we have lots of Sabor! Keep the great dishes coming..i'm making your fried chicken!