I love food. I love TV. But the combo on “The Next Food Network Star” is testing me. I don’t really trust it. Most of these people just want to be famous rather than be known for great food. Maybe mixing food and TV always breeds suspicion. I mean, it’s not like you can smell or taste the dishes yourself. Plus, Guy Fieri is the only winner of this show who has gone on to bigger and better things. (And while the sunglasses on the back of his head, man jewelry, and odd facial hair annoy me, I do like Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives.) But here I am, setting my DVR for Sunday nights.
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Season 7 (yes, seven) gives us an erratic model (who I truly thought was deaf when I heard her “accent”), a Vin Diesel (or is it The Rock? I get them confused) look-alike with a sweet center, an insecure Asian woman who is clearly the dark horse (dramatic irony?), and a fratastic (yet classically trained) muscleman who yelled at me to “STAY AWESOME!” What does that have to do with cooking? Anyway, as it stands, I’m pulling for the food blogger, Justin. He seems the most normal and maybe even witty.
Thank goodness radio host guy got the boot. If not, I think I would’ve had to draw a line in the sand. I suppose I’ll keep watching. I mean, I need something to tide me over until the next season of Top Chef.
And then there were five.
Which, in my opinion, is actually kind of a lot to be going to the finale in the Bahamas. But nobody asked me.
At any rate, Top Chef is my favorite reality TV show about food. I love the challenges. I (usually) love getting to know the contestants. I love the judges.
As this season of Top Chef Masters winds down, I am rooting for Hootie-Hoo Carla. I don’t know if she’s technically the best chef, but I just adore her personality. As well as her huge hair, eyes, and expressions.
I mean, look at her. How can you not love Carla?
During last night’s elimination challenge where contestants created a personal meal based on their heritage, Carla’s cute husband showed up to support her. I just loved him, too. He was beaming with so much pride over Carla and her food. And then he told everyone how they met on Match.com. They are too cutie-cute.
This is the guy she is yelling, “Hootie?!” to in the aisles at Whole Foods. And he is responding with a delightful “Hoo!”
My Top Chef predictions: Two people will be eliminated next week. Those two people should be Tiffany (because she doesn’t seem as skilled as the other chefs) and Mike (primarily because he annoys me—hey, if I can’t taste your food myself, I’m gonna base a lot of this on your personality). That will leave Carla, Richard, and Antonia as the final three chefs to battle it out.