Regular Frisky readers know that I have a weird obsession with watching cooking shows. I don’t know why. I don’t cook. No one in my family cooks. I like to eat, but I think most people in the world feel the same way. I think chefs are hot and sometimes I watch cooking shows to look for potential dates, but still, that doesn’t entirely explain my obsession. Put me in front of a cooking show, any cooking show, and you’ll find me transfixed.
Cooking show season is officially in full swing, which means I’ve cleared my schedule. At the moment I’m watching “Chopped,” “Master Chef,” and “Hell’s Kitchen.” I’ve also been recommended “Around The World In 80 Plates” and “Food Network Star.” How many cooking shows can I watch at once without being considered crazy? I guess I’ll find out. The most epically trashy of the cooking show premieres was Season 10 of “Hell’s Kitchen” with my favorite chef sex object, Gordon Ramsay. Someday I plan to write “Hell’s Kitchen” erotic fan fiction with Gordon as the dom. It would just be too easy. Anyway, I’m getting off topic. Here are the important things I learned from the episode (spoilers ahead!)… Keep reading »