Showing posts with label Let's eat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Let's eat. Show all posts

Thursday, August 19, 2010

More beautiful plates of food


We haven't talked about Celebrity Masterchef yet.

Are you watching? I'm loving obviously. I really want Lisa Faulkner to win but I think it'll probably be Dick Strawbridge.

So Dick Strawbridge. A good cook, but would you really want to eat anything he'd prepared. Chances are it would have brushed against that hideous 'tache and there may well be wiry little hairs in your posset. It's most off-putting, like David Crosby doing the dinner. That, and that he's constantly sweating all over the place really puts me off, though I liked the look of his poached quince very much. I've not seen a quince in real life, only the cheese version, and so it came as a surprise. He grows all his own food, has a farm and is by all accounts a great cook. But if he asked for supper, I'd have to decline.

Lisa Faulkner looks on the verge of tears. When I saw her at a Sky Xmas do she was filming this and was very stressed. I can see why. Last night's dinner at the Taittinger estate piled on the pressure. She didn't cry, but it was touch and go. If she wins there's no point opening a restaurant - she'll never cope.

I've warmed hugely to Christine Hamilton, but she's a bit suburban dinner party so she won't win. She seems quite jolly and she's a real keep calm and carry on person, if I may be permitted to add to the overuse of that phrase. She's capable and turns out good stuff, but it's between Dick and Lisa. And she always wears the same fleur de lys earrings. I wondered if they might be hearing aids?

Your thoughts please.

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