Dinner: Impossible style challenge this week. I was actually surprised that the Vulcan came out so well. She listened last week, obviously, and dumped the whole “community” BS. She saw that their ingredients were not going to really go well together, and she actually seemed to grow a personality.
I think the panel chose the right person to dump. Nothing there, really. “Food as Romance?” WTF is that? We only have a zillion books on the same subject.
If Nipa can hold it together, she may go the distance. The suits on the panel realize that she would be a great addition to their lineup, ethnic-wise. I think the next person on the chopping block will be The Kid. Too fast, too nervous, no stage presence whatsoever.
Is Kelsey the cheerleader? If so, she has yet to get her plating correct and has screwed up her timing in both episodes. Admittedly, that’s not a problem on a filmed food network show, but it bothers me.
“Food as romance” could work, but not with that guy. He was just clueless. And even though Nipa calls herself “the spice queen,” she underspiced the first week and seemingly overspiced this week. And if she can’t balance it for herself, how is she going to provide options for Iowa?
If last season is any way to judge how well I can pick the winner, the Vulcan can’t lose. Last season, my least favorite won, and my favorites were eliminated just as soon as I picked them
I don’t know, I couldn’t stand Nipa from the moment she came on the screen and, even more than the walk-off-in-a-huff nonsense, I’d have to kill her for worrying about how she looked (meaning she took freakin’ forever to get ready when getting there first might’ve held an advantage) while the rest of the team waited. Sorry, I’m not a girlie-girl anyway, but Og knows during the days when I did try I could still pull it together on demand in less than 10 minutes.
Then there was her “well, I’m an Indian girl and that’s what I do” battle cry and I wanted to scream. Um, honey, everyone is on there for what they do in particular, yet they’re somehow managing to work together and not pull drama queen bullshit. Her main problem, above what all seems to be wrong with her cooking, seems to be that no one should ever dare criticize her. Hell, I get the impression that she doesn’t think she’s ever done anything to deserve it anyway. And that was the least apologetic apology I think I’ve ever witnessed. Urgh!!!
Yeah, so I suppose I don’t like her much. I’d rather spend a month locked in Bloomingdales with Lisa and no moisturizer than every be subjected to that chick again. Although, I must admit, I’d love for them to have such an ethnic show as the one she proposes. Just by anyone but her, please Food Network Gods. I know too many people in real life already who are stuck up, ice princess asshats. Let’s not aim for glorifying any more.
Regardless, that means she’ll ride through until the end and next episode will probably lynch the kid (as mentioned above) or the guy who won’t listen about not fitting his stuff in on their time frame. Raw “fried” eggs anyone?
I don’t have any favorites yet, but if I had to pick a possibility I think it would be Jeffrey. Thus far, I like his style best. Now I’m off to grouse with my Other Half about Niphead. Next post I’ll tell y’all how I really feal.
