So, they've had this woman, Pim (or is it Pym?) as a judge on Iron Chef America recently, billing her as a food blogger. She speaks with an accent and I'd say her English is pretty good except for the fact that she seems to know only one adjective.
It's the Iron Chef drinking game... every time Pim describes something as "lovely," you drink. By the end of the first chef's courses, we're blotto.
Get her a thesaurus or get her off Iron Chef!
And what about Robert Irvine's meltdown? First JAG on "The Next Food Network Star" (which I didn't get called for despite my kick ass audition video), then this. They need to avoid ex-military for a while.
OTOH, it gives us a chance for more Michael Symon. Him, Mario, and Alton are the holy trinity of "Food Network stars I'd like to have as poker buddies." Yes, no Guy Fieri (his machismo seems too contrived), no Bobby Flay (his doesn't), no Emeril (my kid's asleep -- keep it down, guy), no Dave Lieberman (my secret nickname for him is Buffy), no Rachel Ray (shudder), no Giada (I just don't need the porn voice-over soundtrack with every bite), but Paula Deen would be allowed to sit in for Anthony Bourdain when he went out for a smoke.
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"Buffy." OMG. He is kind of girly...
I'm okay with Paula sitting in, but only after she's been patted down by security to make sure she's not carrying any butter. Tony is on probation -- if his smoking makes you fall off the wagon, he's out.