I quickly polled my guests and there was one clear winner –- Corey –- whose fried cheese exploded in flavor and whose shrimp dish redeemed itself in a big way. He went out of his way to impress us with loads of delicious handmade food and designed a perfect country setting. As close as Nicole came to showing us what an elegant city night looks and tastes like we all had a better time with Corey.
Thank you, Terrance, Melissa, Deborah, Christian, Mo, and Tiler. The whole point of entertaining is to have fun, and you made it fun.
And I’ll never look at airline food the same way again.
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!