Welcome back, Tee-Tee-Tee-ers, I hope each and every one of you is having a glorious and fun-filled holiday season, whatever you and your family celebrate (in the Mo household, we celebrate the birth of large pots of macaroni & cheese, and we call it Kraftmas). I was in Orange County last weekend enjoying my stay at a noisy-ass Hilton that was completely torn up with construction, sitting in the parking lot that is known as Interstate 5… and sorta having lunch with my bestie KIDDING, actually the Orange Chicken (made with soy chicken… or is it “sicken”?) was really tasty if I didn’t dwell on the fact that it wasn’t really chicken. Also, I love that the Vegan House logo looks like an extra life 1up from Mario Brothers. In any case, before I go any further, I want to extend a HUGE thank you to SnoopK8 for filling in for me last week, she did an awesome job with a sob-filled episode, and that’s just not easy to recap… unlike this week’s episode… where everybody just gets childish Oh, the joys of being an adult tattletale! But we’ll get to that in good time… first we must remember what we learned last week… Scar’s dress showed us exactly where she’s had lipo done PhillyDick is a sad, unemployed, absentee father and Masian got beaned by a doughy white boy Poor Straight Outta Compton, she’s lost the last member of her little Shit-Talkers Club™, and she’s telling the others how she and Masian would just bullshit about fun stuff with each other instead of talking about challenges and strategy. Meanwhile, Brian Huskey has done the complicated math (i.e. subtraction) and realized there are only 8 chefs left, which is making him nervous because it was so much easier to coast along in the middle when there were 19 of them… it’s getting to where he might actually have to know how to cook Poor thing, he’s dying to have immunity so that he can have the luxury of screwing something up and not having any consequences for it. This is the mark of a true Top Chef. I guess. Anyhow, the next day the chefs walk into the TC Kitchen to find Scar in yet another hideous salt’n'pepper prison dress… and standing next to a quintessential Afro-American That is Ahmir “Questlove” Thompson, and you may recognize him as a founding member of the hip-hop band The Roots, who are also the house band for Jimmy Fallon’s talk show. Sadly, there is way too much overt usage of the word “quest” to describe how far Questlove will go to try new and interesting foods, but today Scar says he’s looking to have one of his all-time favorites. And then she yells “Hit it, guys!”… and a bunch of psychotic milkmen show up KIDDING, these intense-looking people are actually a part of a very loud drum corps… they just dress like milkmen
Welcome back, Tee-Tee-Tee-ers, I hope each and every one of you is having a glorious and fun-filled holiday season, whatever you and your family celebrate (in the Mo household, we celebrate the birth of large pots of macaroni & cheese, and we call it Kraftmas). I was in Orange County last weekend enjoying my stay at a noisy-ass Hilton that was completely torn up with construction, sitting in the parking lot that is known as Interstate 5… and sorta having lunch with my bestie KIDDING, actually the Orange Chicken (made with soy chicken… or is it “sicken”?) was really tasty if I didn’t dwell on the fact that it wasn’t really chicken. Also, I love that the Vegan House logo looks like an extra life 1up from Mario Brothers. In any case, before I go any further, I want to extend a HUGE thank you to SnoopK8 for filling in for me last week, she did an awesome job with a sob-filled episode, and that’s just not easy to recap… unlike this week’s episode… where everybody just gets childish Oh, the joys of being an adult tattletale! But we’ll get to that in good time… first we must remember what we learned last week… Scar’s dress showed us exactly where she’s had lipo done PhillyDick is a sad, unemployed, absentee father and Masian got beaned by a doughy white boy Poor Straight Outta Compton, she’s lost the last member of her little Shit-Talkers Club™, and she’s telling the others how she and Masian would just bullshit about fun stuff with each other instead of talking about challenges and strategy. Meanwhile, Brian Huskey has done the complicated math (i.e. subtraction) and realized there are only 8 chefs left, which is making him nervous because it was so much easier to coast along in the middle when there were 19 of them… it’s getting to where he might actually have to know how to cook Poor thing, he’s dying to have immunity so that he can have the luxury of screwing something up and not having any consequences for it. This is the mark of a true Top Chef. I guess. Anyhow, the next day the chefs walk into the TC Kitchen to find Scar in yet another hideous salt’n'pepper prison dress… and standing next to a quintessential Afro-American That is Ahmir “Questlove” Thompson, and you may recognize him as a founding member of the hip-hop band The Roots, who are also the house band for Jimmy Fallon’s talk show. Sadly, there is way too much overt usage of the word “quest” to describe how far Questlove will go to try new and interesting foods, but today Scar says he’s looking to have one of his all-time favorites. And then she yells “Hit it, guys!”… and a bunch of psychotic milkmen show up KIDDING, these intense-looking people are actually a part of a very loud drum corps… they just dress like milkmen