Okay, I admit it. I like Marcus Wareing. There. I said it.
Can you fault his skills as a chef? No.
Can you fault his ability to grow an impressive beard? Maybe. But you’d be wrong.
Chef Wareing has even inherited Michel’s twinkly eyes and cheeky smile. WHAT IN THE HECKY DECK IS GOING ON? I think there must be something in the Masterchef tap water.
A new series. A new scary chef. A new format. A new location. The same Gregg Wallace. Well, you can’t have everything.
Anyone fortunate enough to take a tour of the Ram brewery in Wandsworth would have walked the walk past the Masterchef studio and, yes, I totally strutted my stuff like an amateur cook on a mission. We were under strict instructions: no peeking and no photos. Sadly it’s in the process of being turned into shops, flats and all things hip but at least we got to spend some time with the wonderful master brewer, John.
The new surroundings accompany a tweaked format. We now have a VT to introduce our professional chefs which is a nice touch. I like getting to know these men and women, judge them on their hairstyles and dodgy tattoos, find a potential favourite or two then have them kicked out 10 minutes later. Oh, bye, Jogi! I’ve eaten in your place, it was quite tasty, thanks, but I’m glad there wasn’t any pasta on the menu. Read the rest of this entry »