Gotta love everything that Gordon Ramsay is in whether it’s Hell’s Kitchen, Kitchen Nightmares and, currently in front of me, the third season of Master Chef, which I don’t think I’ve seen before.  Basically it’s a show where a bunch of ‘home chefs’ compete in typical reality-show fashion to become the ultimate ‘Master Chef.’  Of course they come from all walks of life with a large percentage of the contestants being young and beautiful (naturally – why on earth would we want to watch anything less than perfection???).  Ramsay is one of the judges, along with Graham Elliot (love him) and Joe Bastianich, he of the withering stare.

As I’ve stated before, I love cooking shows, but I prefer ones that include travel.  This kind of reality show is purely competition, the type that encourages alliances and a level of rivalry that would make the contestants of Survivor proud.   The participants clearly love to cook and I admire their ability to create on the spot, especially under that kind of pressure.  I usually need a plan but on occasion have been known to throw things together without one.  T’s more adventurous and risky a cook than I, but thankfully we don’t have Gordon Ramsay shouting at us like he did to a cook in his show, Great British Nightmares:

“You’re my only —-ing hope right now. Mum’s on the —-ing verge, —-ing dad’s lost it, and you my sweet at —-ing 19 have the —-ing world on your shoulders… You’ve been very —-ing loving.”

And he liked her!

Maybe I’ll try to tone it down and watch a few episodes of The Vice Guide to Travel.  They go everywhere, don’t they?  PLO Boy Scouts of Beirut sounds pretty interesting.  Or The Slums of Rio, or even better, Bulgarian Dirty Bombs.

Or maybe Ramsay’s not so bad after all.