Can you do a photshop image for us please?
mmm⌠nothing there to inspire me at the moment. But since you said please I went through the archives and found this as a trip down BBlitz memory lane.
Yeah but weirdos live in flats. The kidz are smarter than you think.
Chefs, especially celebrity chefs, but all chefs, really
Good ones, I mean, the ones with the snooty attitude who think what this world really needs is another braised quotquot in a rococo of couscous
And people who like all that â â â â , like John Hindle and Claude Forrell and all those food critics
By Christ, when your lifeâs specialty is forcing another morsel of over-glazed lamb shank down your oily, globular, over-opinionated gullet
When, of all the things in the world men are called to do, of all the vocations of love and adventure, of all the trials of the emotions and amongst all the voyages of spirit mankind can embark upon
When, given this whole universe of possible callings, the one you choose is to sit on your crapulent crack and lazily whine about someone elseâs cooking, thatâs when you know you are at the very acme of the BFW â â â â heap
Love your rant - and I canât stand celebrity wanker cooks.
But I do love cooking and I do consider it an art-form as well as a rewarding passion.
When that celebrity chef thing kicked off mid 2000âs, levels of culinary pretension hit some lofty levels with some misguided suburbanites. Mates who worked tables in a nice restaurant used to tell me stories of idiots who suddenly acted like they were giving Michelin ratings.
Finish your lobster bisque and fark owwf!
Masterchef also went a long way to ruining what people think it means to be a chef. You canât just become a pro in two months, you donât know what it means to be a head chef because you did a tv show, and they gave you an hour to prepare ONE dish.
An old mate from High School who now runs his own small construction company said the same about The Block and the snappy expectations of a lot of people.
You can pick the ones you likeâŚI quite enjoy Jamie Oliver, Rick Stein, Paul Hollywood and the Hairy Bikers.
Not elaborate tosh like Adrian Zumbo.
If youâre looking at useless people - fashion designers and their useless hangers-on.
Tradie mates of mine reckon those shows are the best thing thatâs ever happened for their businesses.
I donât know anyone whoâs lasted long as a chef, very very tough and demanding hours/lifestyle. Hard to maintain social life/relationships doing the shifts they do.
I used to like Jamie - a long time ago - before his incessant and annoying attempts to stay youthfully relevant - I canât stand the bottle-tossing, the nifty catch-phrases like - âletâs go in with the lemon juiceâŚgorgeous!â
Rick Stein travels around my favourite locals, so thatâs a plus. Heâs really just a drunkard meandering his way through a show, though. And he has a whiney voice.
Havenât seen the others.
The only TV chefs I can stomach are ones that just farking cook, without the bullshit. Martin is ok. Canât think of any others.
Donât watch much TV but it astounds me how many cooking shows there still are, or even the emergence of cooking and travel show crossover.
WIthout ârealityâ TV, how would we know we were terrible human beings, accepting a life lived in squalor? Where would we be if TV networks had to pay actors in prime time, buy materials and sets, and had to break from the program to show advertisements?
TV was once labelled âthe opiate of the massesâ, to extend on that, reality TV is the bikie bathtub meth of the masses.
True, a few mass genocides, along with quite a few smaller by scale last century werenât quite enough.
Still love the old âFloyd on Xâ series when they get a re-run.
Him and his producer are always fairly tipsy to say the least.
WIthout ârealityâ TV, how would we know we were terrible human beings, accepting a life lived in squalor? Where would we be if TV networks had to pay actors in prime time, buy materials and sets, and had to break from the program to show advertisements?
TV was once labelled âthe opiate of the massesâ, to extend on that, reality TV is the bikie bathtub meth of the masses.
Gogglebox.
Never seen the showâŚseen the ads for it though, and if you watch that, you simply shouldnât be allowed to vote.
Gogglebox.
Would love to see their casting requirements. âObese, over opinionated jerks only need applyâ. That âshowâ truly is the bottom of the barrel.
Sounds like half the people on blitz
Sounds like half the people on blitz
but when i do it, iâm funnyâŚ