Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The NEXT! IRON! CHEF!

One has to laugh at the pomp and circumstance of selecting The NEXT! IRON! CHEF!
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Morimoto is intense. Intensely bored. He doesn't bother to speak. Thankfully. The guy at the very beginning of the video has distracting ears. I don't know who he is. Alton is verbose, as usual. The Chairman is ridiculously over the top, as always. At least Michael Symon didn't giggle like a girl. Flay is Flay. He looks constipated.
The competition is fierce. It's down to the wire. You could cut the tension with a dull spoon. Check out what Boobie says at the 25 second mark in the above video. "... this is like the put up or shut up moment. ...To me, this is a street fight! Ya gotta have a street fight anytime someone comes and challenges you." That just cracked me up. They're cooking for crying out loud! They're not curing cancer. They're not saving lives. They're not creating miracles. They're not the Bloods and the Crips. They're friggin' cooks. And I don't know the woman judge in the middle, but she forgot to wear her top. That bothered me too. And she looks like she wants to be anywhere else.
video And here, with great ado, fervor, excitement, and reverence, is the name of the NEXT IRON CHEF! OMG! There's an upset this year. Please watch the video to the end. Idjits.

2 comments:

Marilyn said...

Oh, Rosie. You don't know the half of it. Donatella Arpaia thinks that she is the greatest thing and always dresses like she's out to get a man. She also does her best to make sure that the female chefs get chopped, er eliminated and she has to be told to not eat the plates, the silverware, the napkins, etc.

Donna-FFW said...

Yes, Rosie, Id choose your food over their food any day.