Tonight the celebrity chef and cockernee starts his new show (Ministry of Food) on Channel 4 at 9pm. I am already cringing at the thought of what he's going to make my home town look like. Got a feeling he'll do for Rotherham what the Dukes of Hazzard did for America's south.
I've seen a clip where one woman doesn't even know what boiling water looks like. However, before you all think that this is an extreme, a couple of years ago I asked my younger sister (30 at the time) to chop an onion for me. She didn't know how, so maybe teaching the good folk of Rotherham to cook might mean Jamie has bitten off more than he can chew. I'll feedback my thoughts tomorrow once all the piss-taking in the office has died down.
2 comments:
oh. my. god.
it made 'mad max' look like 'footballer's wives'.
okay, it was bad. but no worse than i thought it would be.
really sad that some people see it as normal to feed a 5 year old kebab meat and cheesy chips in the first place, never mind see it as their normal daily diet.
the programme as a whole didn't really show any nice parts of rotherham (believe me, there are some) but i guess that's not the purpose and there's no shock factor there.
truth is, he's trying, for what end game is questionable (arise sir jamie?) but he's trying. good luck to him, there's no excuse for what we saw. i'm from there, i can cook, my sister can't. it wasn't a case of my mother taught me and not her, i simply wanted to eat properly after leaving home and taught myself. for crying out loud, you don't need to go to night classes, there's enough programmes on the telly and from watching the show last night, they all have one of those. can't afford to buy food but got a telly the size of the odeon, can spend £70 a week on junk and smokes. don't make me laugh, get off your lazy arses and do something. the real reason none of these people could cook was that they couldn't be bothered, too easy to eat shit off your lap while watching corrie.
by the way, hope i'm not on camera at millmoor in next week's show. i didn't really join in the chant of 'you fat bastard', honest.
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