IT'S GOING TO LOOK LIKE THEY'RE SWIMMING ON THE PLATE: Uh... in a good way?
Wide open Top Chef tonight, with a deadly double elimination, eerily arrayed whole fried snapper, and a quickfire challenge that invited the viewer to suspend disbelief and imagine that agave syrup is something other than sugar. Not that it's my place to call them out here, but if you're going to go that far, why not corn syrup, or, you know, granulated crystalline cane sap?
Right. Picky, picky.
The idea of seating the contestants to judge the group they weren't cooking with? Genius! The results? I have no idea!
Sadly I was called away just as the first group brought the plates out and began gaping at the second seated uncomfortably across from The New Judge. So what happened? Did the contestants play favorites? Did they single-out the strongest of their opponents for the harshest criticism in an attempt to thin the field? Was this endlessly foreshadowed New Judge all that and a fish 'n chips? Was Eugene horribly, horribly wronged, or was his increasingly in-the-edit attitude shown to get fatally ahead of his chef fu?
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