So somewhere in my youth, or childhood, I must have done something good.”*
For those who join in for Top Chef Masters blogging, I bring you search strings from the past week. Rick Bayless vouches for him as a person, but someone’s got to tell him to turn the ass-o-meter down a few clicks.
Mike: Rehabilitation. Fire your people. Think about it. The numbers speak for themselves
- Michael Chiarello asshole (18 people!)
- Chiarello asshole
- Michael Chiarello is an ass
- Michael Chiarello is an ass hole
- Michael Chiarello jerk
- Micheal Chiarello douche
- Chiarello Top Chef Masters asshole
- Michael Chiarello jerk on Top Chef Masters
- Chiarello douchebag
- Chiarello Top Chef Masters jerk
- Is Chef Chiarello a jerk
This is ONE WEEK. Extrapolate from that, and quiver before the tsunami of loathing.
(And because I know you’re all wondering: Yes, there have been “Tyler Florence douchebag” searches.)
*Song courtesy of “The Sound of Music.” I love that damn movie.
On some other blog I read someone mentioned that he was justified in asking them his name because then then would know which ‘genre’ he cooked in. OH, REALLY? Because then I wondered what, exactly, one should expect from a ‘Bayless’ or a ‘Smith’ by that reasoning.
I wish I could join in on the liveblogging, but alas, I have no laptop. I am stupidly excited for tonight. As for the family, let them eat cereal! (OK, not really, some hybrid sort of asian noodle/ramen salad will be prepared.)
Oh Ricky you’re so fine
You’re so fine you blow my mind
Ahem. I love the SoM too.
I actually kind of liked him until I saw him on this show. Last week was the worst. What a dick.
Oh, how I love Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer and The Sound of Music and Top Chef and people’s searches. And that’s all.
I agree it was a dick move to ask them how to say his name, but I have a hard time believing that none of those chefs have ever heard of CHIanti wine. I was somewhat insulted on behalf of Italians everywhere, even though I’m not at all Italian.
(I love the Sound of Music too. I was crushed that this year Ann Arbor had an outdoor showing with a singalong (!) after I moved. Apparently right before the yodeling puppet show, the power went out, resulting in the large inflatable screen deflating and thus ending the singalong. Hilarious yet tragic, no?)
Ha! I totally just quoted that song in a blog post recently too. My favorite movie of all time. And, this post is hilarious.
yeah, he’s a jerk! but I also think TC edited it to stir up controversy and making him look worse. like the close up shots of him when it looks like the others might beat his score.
I live about 2 blocks from his restaurant in the napa valley. I have met him many many many times. He LOVES to come out of the kitchen and talk to younger women. He told me a story about loving to drink his morning coffee naked on his porch every morning just looking at his vineyards. (um, eww, I was 28 when he told me this and he’s my mom’s age). Then he gave us all free food and drink and kept coming by to check on us and tell us more colorful stories. He’s an ass. I never ever go there anymore and it’s been well over 6 years now and it’s a very very small town. I’d rather go to the local dive and have something yummy than deal with his grandiose ass.
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