It’s creepy AF and not in a “spooky” way but “predator” way
It’s creepy AF and not in a “spooky” way but “predator” way
I saw this in college with friends, had no idea what it was going in and I will never forget how horrified and baffled I was when the entire theater cheered at Harold’s first suicide performance. A very fond memory.
A silver lining in the darkness of the cancelled Mexican pizza is finding my people in the commentariat.
Unless the Michelin chefs decide that it’s going to be the new peasant-food-cum-luxury-food. Honestly, would love to see that. Let oxtail get cheap again, ffs.
I was home for Thanksgiving for the first time in ages and we actually had it on in the background when it happened, so I had to explain what Rickrolling was to them. Honestly, such a pure memory compounded by the fact that I first discovered Rick Astley in elementary school when a new girl moved in a few doors down.
It’s kinda brilliant, though—yes, Freya would have been in her element, but it was a chance to shake up the strongest contenders, which it did. And then they decided that floor was not a forbidden ingredient, so...
Absolutely. As much as this year’s cast won me over (particularly given last year’s being very meh), the degree to which they’re rigging it for whatever producer-driven story lines is very clear given past seasons’ decisions/rules.
Are...are we just gonna not say anything about Jurgen dropping his bake, Prue and Paul TASTED IT, and he got through?
Why would a guy who wouldn’t eat out start a restaurant?
Lizzie is delightful and needs a YouTube show. If we ever manage to beat back the pandemic (something I grow more doubtful of everyday), I’d love to see her do a thing where she cooks with Bake Off alums.
yeah, I was so skeeved out when it happened to me that the moment I realized and confirmed there was no condom despite the theatre of putting it on, I just was like, NOPE, said we were done, got up, got dressed, and walked out. He was like, “but why? You need a ride” and I was like, “Fuck, you think I trust you to…
I hope not. Is anyone really clamoring for more Bobby Flay? He makes me turn the channel.
Good. Dude is insufferable in front of and behind the camera.
She also got with John Mayer, so whatever her cooking is like, she has horrible taste in men.
I trust people with ugly laughs more than those with pretty titters: it just feels more genuine.
I recently ran across a baby Emeril on one of Julia Child’s later shows, and he’s lovely: earnest, in love with his food, so excited to share it. I’ve been to his signature restaurant in New Orleans (once, a long time ago on business) and it was great food and some of the most amazing service I’ve had, which is more…
I know for a fact that at least one person told Bobby he’s a massive asshole, but apparently he hasn’t taken that on board.
I liked early seasons of Good Eats, but between IC:A and Cutthroat Kitchen, he really turned me off him. He comes off as a genuine jerk.
Also: “Sammies.” Fuck that shit.
Commander Shepard dances better.