Top Chef: Chicago
The folks of Top Chef: Chicago gather to reopen old wounds, confirm or deny reputations for nastiness, revel in bromance, and crown the fan favorite. Look, reunion shows can be a bit lame -- lots of rehash, not much new stuff.
The Triumphant Triumvirate have to make the meal of their lives tonight on Top Chef: Chicago, four courses of deliciousness from soup to nuts. Actually, it's a fish course, a poultry course, a red meat course and a dessert, but both soup and nuts come into play. So does arrogance, second-guessing, jitters, overthinking and the dreaded choke. Bon apetit!
Top Chef: Chicago abandons my fair city for the sunny shores of Puerto Rico, where we discover that raw plantains are nasty, that there's more than one way to skin (and dismember) a pig, and that nice girls do come last if they try to pitch their undercooked beans as al dente. Nice try, though.
Oh frabjous day! The Top Chef: Chicago judges have FINALLY slain one of my own personal Jaberwocks this season, and it's about damn time! But before we get to that happy news, we've got meat manipulation, a taste-free challenge, dubious choices, brazen backtalk, and peanut-butter mashed potatoes. No, really.
Top Chef: Chicago gave us a lesson in Why Attitude Matters. If you work at getting along with your team, you overcome difficulties and produce great food. If you act like dueling divas, you'll come out with culinary abominations like Baby Vomit with Wood Chips.
Welcome to another episode of Chefs Behaving Badly, formerly known a Top Chef: Chicago. This week: Spite! Malice! Cutthroat competition! Screw your neighbor! Push your rival under the bus! Oh, and if there's time, why not try cooking a meal, too?
You think Bridezillas are bad? Hah! Top Chef: Chicago shows us that the raging egos of chefs can eclipse that of even the fussiest bride.
The folks on Top Chef: Chicago had to cook like mere mortals this week, which blew their minds.
Top Chef: Chicago takes the chefs to experience the Windy City blood sport of improvisational comedy. Oh, sure, you think it's easy, but there's always some smartass in the audience yelling out "Octiron!" and "Existential angst!" and "Durian!" during the suggestion phase.
Top Chef: Chicago was all about simple pleasures this week -- beer, football, tailgating, schadenfreude and the manly enjoyment of the bubble bath. What more could you ask?
