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the foam makes the man
Jan. 9th, 2007 12:30 pmExcuse me for a second - I just need a Top Chef moment.
Ilan, I liked you. Man, how I liked you. Now, I want to punch you in your horrible poser emo-kid face. This last episode showed all of America just what a complete asshole you are, and though I'm not Marcel's biggest fan either, you managed to do nothing but make him look like the bigger man. I have no doubt that you saw each other's penises in the loft bathroom at some point during this competition, and now you can do nothing but try and insult him so that he might possibly forget the sight of your tiny baby willy.
Betty, on the other hand... Betty, I never liked you. You creeped me out early on, and I made the transition to hate quite quickly. You cheated and cried to get out of it. You called a man who helped you during every competition selfish, and you thought you could brulee ginger. YOU ARE DUMB. I am a better chef than you, and that's saying something. You've done nothing but blame your mistakes on everyone else around you, particularly Marcel, and it was absolutely glorious watching you get kicked off with him standing right next to you.
This last episode was incredibly satisfying. Michael The Dude won both challenges after spending the last couple of episodes actually listening *gasp* to the judges' critiques and shaping himself up, Ilan got dressed down like a spoiled brat, Betty and her fucking comfort food got booted the hell off, and Marcel was defended by Ted Allen. If there's anyone to have in your corner... there you go.
Despite all that, Elia had better win. If she goes, I will cry like I did when LeeAnn got sent home last season. Nobody wants that.
I think I'm done now.
Please don't point out the fact that I'm addressing people who can't hear me in this entry. I think I'm going a little crazy. I need to cut down on the Bravo watching.
Ilan, I liked you. Man, how I liked you. Now, I want to punch you in your horrible poser emo-kid face. This last episode showed all of America just what a complete asshole you are, and though I'm not Marcel's biggest fan either, you managed to do nothing but make him look like the bigger man. I have no doubt that you saw each other's penises in the loft bathroom at some point during this competition, and now you can do nothing but try and insult him so that he might possibly forget the sight of your tiny baby willy.
Betty, on the other hand... Betty, I never liked you. You creeped me out early on, and I made the transition to hate quite quickly. You cheated and cried to get out of it. You called a man who helped you during every competition selfish, and you thought you could brulee ginger. YOU ARE DUMB. I am a better chef than you, and that's saying something. You've done nothing but blame your mistakes on everyone else around you, particularly Marcel, and it was absolutely glorious watching you get kicked off with him standing right next to you.
This last episode was incredibly satisfying. Michael The Dude won both challenges after spending the last couple of episodes actually listening *gasp* to the judges' critiques and shaping himself up, Ilan got dressed down like a spoiled brat, Betty and her fucking comfort food got booted the hell off, and Marcel was defended by Ted Allen. If there's anyone to have in your corner... there you go.
Despite all that, Elia had better win. If she goes, I will cry like I did when LeeAnn got sent home last season. Nobody wants that.
I think I'm done now.
Please don't point out the fact that I'm addressing people who can't hear me in this entry. I think I'm going a little crazy. I need to cut down on the Bravo watching.
