We sat in on the taping, we ate the food, and we talked to all the previous winners — and we learned that Emeril will never tire of people yelling "Bam" when they see him.
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“If collards are the new kale, I’m all for it!”
"Hugh enters the kitchen doing his best Michael Ian Black imitation."
"I try to transfer all of the ancestors and all of the spirits and all of the energies that surround my whole existence and put that into every single kernel of rice as we wash it."
"Sheldon plays a ukulele, which is like a 'starter' for people who can’t get their act together and learn guitar. "
"Lizzie is adding bacon to her iceberg lettuce. She’s also adding anchovies, which are a type of sea creature. According to my calculations, this means her dish will be salty."
"Our gang walks into the kitchen and sees a bunch of fish and sea creatures lying on a bed of ice. Is it a mafia-style warning?"
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that raw fish doesn’t look good on TV. But Emeril, who can’t see the dish on TV, loves it.
This, week, the gang encounters Wolfgang Puck, and their worst fears.
"The winning dish will, in turn, inspire a new Healthy Choice 'Café Steamer,' which sounds like a sex act from a French frat house. "
This week, the chefs go to a Roller Derby match and watch the women slam into each other and use bad language.
"The chefs drive to an old property called Remlinger Farms. It looks poverty-stricken and dilapidated, like a meth lab with cows."
"I thought Seattle artisans would be young and skinny-jeaned. Am I guilty of artisan-profiling?"
Oh, and it's Thanksgiving in Top Chef world.
The teams must prepare their dishes before the Space Needle completes a full rotation. It’s like something out of Dr. No.
Top Chef continues to represent an upper-middlebrow trashy sensibility that purees accessibility, celebrity, and actual talent in a back-stabbery broth of semi-sophistication.
The cheftestants (all 21 of 'em) are headed to Seattle.
Chrissy Camba will be on the next season of Top Chef.