I don’t know if you guys have seen the show Take Home Chef. The premise is that this world famous chef, will ‘invade’ your home and cook up a world class meal. And guess who they just taped a show with?
That’s right.
Moi.
At first I was apprehensive. Initially, I didn't get the concept. Once the producers explained the show to me, it became increasingly obvious that we would get along. What had eluded me was the title. Turns out, it is a play on words. You assume the show is about a chef who makes take home food. BUT NO! It is the chef that is taken home!! Like Take Home Food. But instead it is called Take Home Chef. Like Chef instead of Food? Double Entendre? Hidden layers of meaning and so on?
So I'd like to take this time to express how I felt about the meal. Oh. My. Goodness.
It was unbelievable.
While half the world had to go out to eat fine cuisine and the other half was starving to death, I got to eat like a king in the comfort of my own Penthouse.
And while the meal may look simple, it is pretty amazing to think that the Take Home Chef made the whole thing out of rat droppings he found around the Penthouse.
21 comments:
I was just thinking the other day the rat-droppiing crepes would be really good. I hadn't considered how a little Ramen would really bring out the flavor though.
No wonder you're a genius.
Top Ramen and Peanut Butter made from rat droppings. That guy thinks of everything. What is the wine? RatPissnot Blanco?
I feel sorry for you, though. I saw that show once, and the lad bugs the everloving droppings out of me.
p-t b:
Really, I most respond with a certain modesty.
I can't really take any of the credit, since the THC came up with the whole meal plan.
But I do have a certain genius for picking rat infested dumps to live in.
j-d k
I like to watch all the ladies try to get him in the sack while they prepare a meal together for their husbands.
Thats all very well, but where's the rat? Theres good eatin on one of those things.
taihae, if I have another ratdog or ratburger, I'm going to keel over. j.
Sassy, Evoking pity is one of my best qualities. Thanks for noticing. J.
Yummy!
Please visit Renegade's BS
J. Do you mean rat droppings or rolled up sock droppings?
That stinkin' chef messed up my "What Not to Wear" Friday nights. Him and his puffery hair and his shirt tail always out! So, J, who was your lucky "date?"
I love that show. I wish he would show up at my door.
I am genuinely intrigued by the content of this blog and also by the fact that you have so many.
And the rat droppings sound tantilizing...when will the show air so I can get the recipe?
That show came to my house about a month ago, and that guy was all over me...geez! If you think the rat dropping dishes are good then you'll just die for the dried roach parts delicacies. The added texture created a nice surprise on the ham and cheese subs.
Love the blog, man.
pity you dont have cows around the penthouse..imagine what all the THC could have dished out..
i just noticed that dude has no noticeable neck...did he reveal any intense, off the camera secrets to you in which he hinted to an australian rite of passage involving the removal of part of ones neck? cause thats my top theory.
Comrade K:
As you well know, the tastes of the two are indistinguishable. I would guess a mixture. j.
maleah, That is a fascinating question and since I've only seen the show once (featuring a married couple) I am unprepared to answer that question. j.
jessica, I wish he would show up at your door, too. I don't know why he thinks he can live here. j.
kim, Thanks. I'm intrigued too. Even though it is about my life and I wrote the stuff, I love to read this blog. J.
susan, Thanks for the link! Thanks for the link!Thanks Thanks for the link!For the link! Thanks for the link! Thanks for the link! Thanks for the link! Thanks for the link! Thanks for the link! Thanks for the link!
Yours Till Death,
j.
mind cury, Mmmmm. Cow Pies With Ice Cream. j.
taihae, While that is an interesting theory, I don't know that he has ever been to Australia. Plus, as long time readers of this blog know, Australia is a made up country. j.
P.S. Why don't you use actual pictures for your little comment thing. You could steal any of the remaining readers that haven't already be stolen by that stud, Comrade K.
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