AND THE WINNER IS... THE FROG LEG LOLLIPOP: The second season of Top Chef got underway tonight in the "please don't change the channel" ratings-fluffer spot behind the PR Bryant Park broadcast. Anybody down? We're watching here, because we're creatures of habit quite accustomed to Wednesday nights on the couch with the cats thank you and because Philomena lives in eternal hope of my learning to cook something other than pasta, chicken and fish.
After only one episode we don't really know anybody. At first blush, however, they seem a little more mature and reserved than last year's generally out-sized cast of personalities. I've given Marcel (with the French name and the please-hate-me edit) the temporary moniker "Teen Wolf", but can't decide if he more closely resembles Michael J. or Jason B. And why does Fox only want to show me that page in Spanish??
Anyway: currently scheduled for Wednesdays at 10. Blogging will be random and light.
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