Admit it: You watched Next Food Network Star

Come on, fellow foodies. We watched it, and we suspect you did too. How can you resist a show where the contestants (or finalists, as they were weirdly calling themselves on the first episode of the season…does it seem weird that there are finalists already, on the first show of the season?) are as dorky in front the camera as you suspect you yourself would be?

It’s far too early in the game to guess who might ultimately prevail, so for now, we’ll focus on the especially cringe-worthy participants. Like the guy who kept talking about romance and made “French Kiss Onion Soup” that they said tasted good, but looked thin and decidedly not sexy. Or Lisa. Who talked about the “three C’s” like we should understand what the hell she was talking about. Charity? Huh? That’s your “cooking perspective”? And yeah, we suppose that you look fancy and all in your Burberry scarf and spindly high heels, but why? Why exactly is that a bonus for a chef, or even a food network star?

Or Shane, who wept because he had to serve raw pork to an Iron Chef?

 We were glad they sent the really un-funny, self-proclaimed comedian home. And we were sorry that the most promising wannabe, Nipa, could not find tumeric and wouldn’t shut up about it. 

We honestly couldn’t tell you who the front runner is at this point, although we would guess it might be Jeffrey.

Anyone out there feel like laying some odds?