I'm Michelle, and you're on Thursday Night Smackdown, the only food blog named "Least Likely To Be Invited Back to the Book Club After That Incident With the Melon Baller." Do you like good food? Then stick around, loosen your belt and make yourself at home.
Hung joins us this week, as do live chickens. Toby Young continues his stint as guest judge, and it’s a toss-up whether his pithy remarks will continue to amuse me, or whether he will Bourdain-ify before my disappointed eyes.
Tune in tonight as the cheftestants attempt to not destroy Gail’s bridal shower. Way to get yourself a freebie there, Simmons. I’m sure everything will turn out fine. See you after the jump!
Are you ready for Rocco DiSpirito and his frozen-Italian-food-shilling, preternaturally smooth and unlined face? I’m not! But join me here anyway.
T-minus one hour. There will be cooking. There will probably be some kind of Thanksgiving-in-July thing. There will be Foo Fighters, which makes total sense. We may finally figure out who Melissa is. Or, you know, not.
Same bat time, same bat channel. See you at 10! Commentary starts below the jump…
50 minutes from now, right here: liveblogging the new batch of cocky, befauxhawked cheftestants. Who will throw who under the bus first? What kind of strangely inappropriate clothing will Padma wear? Is Tom Colicchio capable of not being a total dickwad? Why are reality show contestants so much more prone to fatal bus accidents than ...