Tag: Season 2
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MasterChef: Harleys, Sausage, and Steak
So we get in the van and we drive and drive and drive. We pull over for a bit. Then we drive some more. Where the heck are we going? I guess it doesn’t matter. We’re driving the Pacific Coast Highway along the rugged beaches and coastline north of Los Angeles through Malibu toward Santa…
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MasterChef: Baa Baa Black Sheep
Another day…another mystery box. Man, I hate mystery boxes. I don’t know why, I guess it’s the pressure and the time limit. But last week, I was the worst of the bunch on the mystery box challenge with my strawberry-balsamic glazed salmon and pistachio crusted fennel and potato cakes. This week, I’ve got to redeem…
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MasterChef: Pizza for 350!
Our first group challenge! And suddenly I’m back in middle school gym class and the captains are picking their team. Christian and Suzy are the first to be picked. No surprise there. They seem to have emerged first as the two contestants with the most knowledge and experience. I’m fresh off a day where I…
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MasterChef: Hats!
Some of you have been commenting about the hats and wondering what the story is with them. Before I left for MasterChef, my Mom made me a bunch of hat/apron combos to take with me to the filming. (She’s a very accomplished seamstress.) After a couple of days wearing the different hats, Gordon got frustrated…
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MasterChef: Week 3
“And the worst dish today belongs to…Ben Starr.” WHAT??? The WORST dish of the day? Well, I guess someone has to be the worst… Wait a minute…backtrack. 18 of us. From 100 finalists. From 30,000 who auditioned. That feels cool. And we enter the MasterChef kitchen for the first time, each of us thinking we’re…
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MasterChef: Week 2
Wow… I’m just speechless. Reliving the MasterChef experience by watching it on TV is almost as stressful as womans health info when I was actually competing. Making my signature dish is both fun and nerve-wracking. There’s a strict time limit of 1 hour. Not a second longer. Luckily, my partner Christian, my neighbor Sharon, and…
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MasterChef: Week 1
I wake at 5am for my flight to Los Angeles to start my MasterChef journey! I can barely open the front door to my house, though. It faces north, and all night we’ve had ice falling from the sky. My car is completely encased in an inch of ice…I can’t even get the key into…