I finally broke down and got myself cable tv. I decided to stop bothering my friends and save myself the $1.99 charges from iTunes. Yes, I’ve finally entered the 19th century, even if it is a little late.
So for the last few weeks I’ve been flipping through channels and I paused to watch Iron Chef America. And all I can say is – why did I wait so long to get cable?
Seriously, this show is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. From the stadium lights to the camaras on cranes to my delightful glee in seeing Ted Allen as a judge (Whee!) to watching Bobby Flay cook with chocolate (isn’t his thing BBQ?)… I’m in love.
But it’s the hilarious music and the “sports-like” commentary are truly what make me laugh. I mean, it’s a cooking show! And they are treating it like it’s the NBA finals! Alton Brown sends us off to commerical, while checking his computers screens as if checking statistics on the players. Come on, that is seriously funny. And when the “chairman” waves the proverbial flag to start the 60 minutes? I’m in stitches, cracking up all over the place. I could make fun of this show for the rest of my life and never tire of it.
It rocks my sauce. I love it.