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By Injera, on May 20th, 2010%
I’m aiming to post a Simply Baking recap tomorrow, but the Masterchef Madness over at Reality Ravings has been dominating my blogging time. There’s only one night a week that doesn’t have a Masterchef episode, so it’s a bit of a marathon at the moment. If there is such a thing as a marathon that goes over a number of weeks, for 30 to 60 minutes at a time.
I’m still trying to figure out why I decided to participate in the 501words project, but I did (actually, I do know what prompted me to participate… procrastination. TatteredEdges tweeted about it just as I was about to get stuck into some work prep, so it was only natural that I signed up there and then). My daily blogging has been interrupted by a laptop crisis, but I’m planning to get back into it once I have my own keyboard back.
By Injera, on May 10th, 2010%
Reality Raver is away at the moment and has entrusted the Masterchef recaps to me. This means that I’ll be busy blogging over at Reality Ravings, trying to cover most episodes.
I was pleased to see that the tears have dried up (I’m hoping that last night’s challenge was the beginning of a new tear-free era), but less pleased that good and the bad were so clearly revealed by the editing, and displeased that so many faces – and, more to the point, dishes – didn’t make it to the screen last night.
My relationship with Masterchef last year was as hot and cold as the theme song, but for the most part I loved to hate it. If things continue the way they are now, though, I’ll be more tempted to kneecap than recap.
By Injera, on May 9th, 2010%
Nadia Sawalha won Celebrity MasterChef in the UK. Who is Nadia Sawalha? I’ve no idea. Now, if it were Julie Sawalha, I’d be all over that, but Nadia is a mystery. Don’t you get up, though – I’ll google it myself1.
In Eating in the Sun, according to the TV guide,
Winner of Celebrity MasterChef, Nadia Sawalha, is sent to some of the most beautiful restaurants in Europe to cook for a mystery challenger. With her pride at stake she has just two days to perfect the complex dishes for her guest.
I had seen an ad for the show and thought it looked good, possibly because I was only paying scant attention to the details, so added it as a series link. It started on April 15 on Lifestyle Food, so the episodes are piling up as this is the first chance I’ve had to watch. I’m already disappointed, because I thought it was the real MasterChef winner, not the winner of the Celebrity version.
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By Injera, on March 12th, 2010%
It’s not all food TV and competitive dating around here. There is some commitment to serialised, script-written television, too.
Caprica
We were smitten – head over heels in love – with SciFi’s Battlestar Galactica. It was an obsession that completely took me by surprise. Sure, I watched some BSG and some Buck Rogers growing up. Yes, of course I went to the Star Trek exhibition at the Smithsonian. Okay, I can quote slabs of Hitchhikers Guide (but I still need to look up how to punctuate the title) and I’ve devoured all of Dune… but I don’t consider myself to be a Science Fiction type1.
When BSG was nearing its end, news started to emerge that a new series was in the works. A series set on Caprica, called Caprica. I wasn’t sure how much I’d enjoy this “new” show, given that there was going to be limited character crossover (and by “limited”, I mean “one”). Anyway, I couldn’t resist watching the first episode, and it’s incredibly engaging. It’s not necessary to have watched BSG – in fact, as much as I’m enjoying getting more backstory, I wish there was a way of watching it with none of those expectations, since I get a bit distracted by trivial things (like the Caprica Buccaneers Pyramid team, Anders’ old team, which here is owned by Daniel Greystone).
I’m not sure when (if?) SciFi here is going to pick this one up, but it’s become a Sunday night fixture here.
Lost
When Lost first started, there was a lot of hype. As we are nothing if not susceptible to advertising, we tuned into the first episode and called time-of-death after about 10 minutes. Of course, having done that, we failed to switch it off, and… are still watching. For the first few episodes, I watched in spite of it, but I was soon watching because I was hooked.
This is the final season, and the writers have tried to manage expectations by saying that all questions won’t be answered. I don’t care. I don’t even care that Terry O’Quinn is notLocke; I’m just happy that he’s still in the picture.
The Wire
I’ve started watching The Wire again, from the beginning of season one. This time, I’m not just watching it with the cats (and Crackers). In fact, the cats (and Crackers) seem less than interested in this go-around. I’m not watching it alone, though, I’m watching it “on Twitter” with whoever else wants to join in. This idea started when one of my Twitter people lamented coming to the end of season 5. We decided that the best way to deal with the end of The Wire was to keep going. At the moment, there are only three of us (we’re watching on Mondays at 8.30, which clashes with Four Corners, amongst other things). If you’re on Twitter and want to join in, follow @R_Wrd and the tag #reWired. Monday is episode three and, if I’m not mistaken… Omar comin’.
Masterchef Professionals
It’s finals time, and I’m trying to keep up with the episodes mounting up on the IQ. In the semis, the finalists duked it out in pairs, in Michelin-starred kitchens. It’s high stakes and all the other clichés, but I had a little weep when Gregg and Michel – unable to separate two of the finalists – worked the dramatic pauses to a level never seen before… and then put both of them through (as the Eric Clapton soundtrack wailed to a crescendo). Sob.
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1. It’s quite possible that I’m in denial.
By Injera, on February 28th, 2010%
I love this version of the UK’s Masterchef. It follows pretty much the same pattern as the standard MC (new contestants each night, a final at week’s end, rinse, repeat until semi finals) but with more specific challenges and higher expectations Some of the contestants are way up there on the kitchen food chain, some are working in restaurants with serious reputations and others are young guys working hard in small pubs and bistros. In any case, there’s quite a bit at stake for them as far as their own self-esteem goes – imagine pitching up to work having performed abysmally in front of such a large audience.
Skills Test and Palate Test
In this MC, the first round is a knockout, literally. To “earn the right to cook for Michel Roux Jr” the four chefs face Monica Galetti1, his senior sous chef, in an elimination based on a ten minute test designed to showcase the contestants’ skills and palates. Only three go through. Skills tests have included the following: Clean and butterfly prawns, bone a trotter, bone an oxtail, fillet a fish, shuck oysters, julienne vegetables, turn vegetables, clean a squid, open scallops, joint a rabbit. Palates have been tested on how well the chefs can make a tasty pesto, omelette, scrambled eggs, bearnaise, pancake and creme anglaise, amongst other things. Usually there’s a standout contestant who romps it in; often there are two that don’t seem to have a clue in at least one of the two tests. In one episode this week, one guy didn’t get to the palate test, another made the pesto, but didn’t use the mortar and pestle (his dish apparently tasted good, but it looked beyond chunky), yet another mistook julienne for dice. Even when contenders haven’t ever tried doing what they are tested on, Monica is able to see whether a spark of potential exists – sometimes extraordinary knife skills see them through; at other times, an error such as a sliver of butter cut with a bloody knife on a bloody board makes for an easy decision. Occasionally, when there are two contestants who have performed badly on the test, it seems she would rather send neither through to her boss (in the aforementioned butter case, Monica made it clear to the other poorly performing chef that he was only there because of someone else’s more egregious error).
Monica is a natural on TV, and something of a rarity in this male-dominated arena. In her five years working with Michel, she has clearly taken on some of his characteristics – her facial expressions while the chefs tackle the challenges are one of the highlights of this section. She and regular season judge Gregg Wallace discuss and discard, calmly, with no shouting.
Versatility test
Two dishes, one ingredient (some sort of fish, meat or poultry), 50 mins
Michel lets us know what he’ll be looking for in the treatment of the ingredient, and then wanders around with Gregg interrogating the contestants and exercising his facial muscles to entertaining effect. Fortunately, the chefs are too hard at work to see him, otherwise some would probably withdraw from the competition prior to judging. Some chefs crumble under pressure, but I haven’t seen a contestant fail to plate up two dishes until this week (strangely, he didn’t leave himself time to sear scallops).
When tasting, Michel doesn’t stuff as much in his gob as John Torode tends to do during the regular season. Both judges provide constructive criticism and I’d imagine all contestants aim for “I’d put that on my menu” from Michel and “Phwaor!!!!” from Gregg. It’s great to see the look on a chef’s face when his (or, unfortunately rarely, her) offering is greeted with enthusiasm. I challenge you not to have a little joyous weep for contestants who reap the judges’ praise. One such beneficiary was this week’s jug-eared ranga, who had to deal with a gentle Michel Roux Jr compliment-fakeout2 and was still beaming in his post challenge interview saying “it’s not as good as when my daughter was born, but almost!”. Both judges show respect for these guys – after all, all contestants, successful or not, will be heading back into kitchens once this is done. There’s no annihilation of egos, but there’s no unearned praise: chefs are told when their food doesn’t work, but – crucially – are told why.
Classic recipe test
Two dishes, 1 hr and 20 minutes
In the final test, the chefs are given two “classic” dishes and 80 minutes to demonstrate their understanding of the fundamentals of French cooking. Some days it might be a Boeuf Bourguignon and madeleines; another day devilled kidneys and a fruit tart. One of the more subtle challenges this week called for a consomme and a roasted pineapple. I didn’t catch the name of the pineapple dish, but it looked more like something you’d get at the Island Trader than at Le Cinq (apparently it’s a classic – let me know if you’ve ever encountered it).
As with the very first test, there are often dishes the that chefs have never made; indeed, sometimes they’ve never seen or tasted what it is they are supposed to be recreating. They are given recipes, of course, but if you’ve got no clear idea of what something should be, that can be challenging (as we saw with the Paris Brest turned out by one contender).
When all’s said and done, the judges weigh up the pros and cons to come to a consensus over who should go through to the quarter finals. Unlike the regular MC, there haven’t been many knock-down disputes between the judges. Perhaps Gregg holds Michel in higher esteem than he does John?
This is not a “reality” show; it’s more like a cooking Olympics. It’s also not the kind of food show you watch for how-tos, although there are definitely some tips to pick up along the way. I think there are still a few weeks to go – if you have the food channel, and love watching people cook, check it out.
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1. I’m wondering whether there’s a “southern hemisphere judge” clause. Unlike John Torode, though, Monica’s accent hasn’t Britified.
2. These judges aren’t immune to the possibility for drama when judging, but they don’t aim for Seacrest “You’ll be disappointed to hear that… you’re back next week!” levels of fakeout. In this instance, Michel said something along the lines of “Michelin star restaurants are able to put three ingredients on a plate… and you have produced a dish of this quality”.
By Injera, on January 18th, 2010%
… is the celebrities.
This is the only explanation I can come up with for the fact that I have the latest series building up on my IQ but, having seen two episodes, I’m not motivated to watch it. The format is the same as the normal show, which I love. The judges are the same; they are as shouty as in the non-celeb version and make the same annoyingly stereotypical assumptions (She’s a mum! She’ll cook good puddings! She owns a farm! She’ll understand food! She has a big personality! She must throw amazing dinner parties! She’s from the North! She’ll cook gutsy food!) that are often disappointingly proved accurate. The challenges are consistent and designed to test a range of skills. So why can’t I be bothered watching it?
The celebrities are quite possibly household names in the UK, but their low international star wattage1 proves that the key to the success of Masterchef is that the contestants are passionate and (generally) knowledgeable about food. Perhaps all the foodie celebs are holding out for a slot on “I’m a celebrity, get me out of here” where they can demonstrate their skills preparing kangaroo penis.
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1. I suspect that their fame might even be limited in their home country. Half of the contestants I saw over two episodes were described thus: a former newsreader, a former newspaper editor and a former TV host.
By injera, on June 5th, 2009%
We’re getting close to a “top ten” in the first season of Masterchef Australia. Barring a Biggest Loser twist, this means that one of the contestants on our screens will be the first winner. In addition to the rather vague promise of either working “alongside Australia’s top chefs”/”in Australia’s top restaurants”, this person will also take home $100,000 and will publish a cook book .
A cook book? It’s as though the show’s creators looked at Idol and decided that the equivalent to a recording contract for a singer would be a publishing deal for a cook. The difference, of course, is that throughout a singing competition the audience hears the competitors perform – they know what they are in for when they buy a recording or tickets for a concert tour. During Masterchef, viewers watch the contestants cook but cannot taste their offerings and – in the case of Masterchef Australia – can’t always rely on the judges to do it for them. There’s also a difference in the level of “investment” – the risk/reward. If you like an Idol winner, the $1.99 you spend on iTunes for the single will have no surprises: you’ve already heard the song. The album – if it’s ever released – will only set you back around $16.00. If it’s utter garbage, no biggie. Even if the Masterchef winner is a particular favourite, a cookbook is around $50. It’s a riskier purchase.
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