Monday, August 8, 2011

Goodbye Masterchef


I went to a Masterchef party last night. I baked this.
I love a bit of novelty baking.

When I arrived, Scampy (hostess) said "I think we all know what's going to happen here. Michael is going to cook really well, but the judges will choose Kate because she has extremely cute kids and will sell a lot of cookbooks." We knew she was right, and I wanted to feel angry that the fix was in but the truth is, I don't really care. Unlike previous years, I couldn't muster much interest in Masterchef this time around. I know I made a Masterchef cake, which indicates I do care, but it's just eating cake that I care about, not the show.

I guess I just couldn't be bothered with it this year. I didn't particularly like or dislike anyone. (though Sun does seem very annoying). My feelings for George, Matt and Gary haven't changed. That is, except for the fact that I now know Gary's name whereas I used to refer to him as the other guy. It just never really called to me, and I only ever watched it if I happened to be sitting in front of a TV at the time it was on. Unlike Offspring, which I make a point of sitting in front of a TV to see. Just kidding! (Not really. Sometimes I would.)

Now it's all over, and we all know that Kate won, and I still I don't really care.
But I'll tell you what I do care about.
That total peach of a guest chef they had on to issue the snowman challenge. He was so delightful!
For those of you who didn't see the show, his name is Rene Redzepi and he owns the restaurant Noma in Copenhagen which is apparently the world's best. He is 33. Check out this photo of him. As soon as I can take my eyes off that giant wheel of cheese, I am pretty sure I am going to like what I see.

Until then, here he is enjoying a coffee while at the fish shop with Matt Preston:

Here is he is frolicking in a field:

Here he is thinking some thoughts:

What's for dinner Rene? Just kidding, it's not dinner time yet, I just had breakfast!
Anyway, he was my favourite thing about Masterchef 2011. On last night's show, he walked around the kitchen calmly and gracefully, providing comments on the contestants' snowmen in his adorable Scandinavian accent. At one point, Kate realised she hadn't made enough carrot puree but said she didn't have time to make any more. Rene said "Of course not. That would be impossible."
Hahahaha.
Why are Scandinavian men such massive hunks?
What? You know, I found that picture on the interweb and it's caption was "Vampire Eric looking totally fly".
HAHAHAHA.
Goodbye Masterchef.

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