Cookalong
Anyone else cooking along with Mr. Ramsay this evening? We've just been out to get the ingredients courtesy of WM Morrison who, it has to be said, had everything in adundance. I bet there's not a king scallop left in a Waitrose this side of Luton.
I know exactly how this interactive TV/kitchen extravaganza will pan out (ha ha) in our gaff.
Eliott will refuse to go to bed for starters. Then he'll moan about having to watch a 'mean man' cooking a dinner instead of Charlotte's Web aka The Pig Film. Once I've forced Eliott to bed on pain of a weekend TV blackout, Matt and Big Richy will start arguing over who gets to be head chef and criticising Ramsay's culinary methods. Richy will giggle whilst winding Matt up to fever pitch. Matt, under pressure, will say that Ramsay is teaching him how to suck eggs (we've already had a chorus of 'steak and frickin' chips - how hard can it be?' this afternoon).
Meanwhile, Jay and myself will get ratted on Kaluha and probably have to go to The Rose and order a double Tia Maria when the chefs get to dessert and realise we've plundered the booty. By around 10.10pm, myself and Jay will be too drunk and senseless to eat. Matt and Ricky will be taking all the credit for Ramsay's genius and Matt shall proclaim: 'These are the best chips I've ever tasted.'
Maybe I'll watch Vera Duckworth kick the bucket instead.
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Vera's going to kick the bucket? Surely not!
And no, I couldn't bear to cookalongaramsey - esp as in my case it would mean running between my galley kitchen and the living room, not being in possession of a large family kitchen complete with tv.
We don't have a TV in the kitchen either - but for one night only, my ancient Sony is going to make a guest appearance on the worktop - so seventies!
As for poor Vera, the only question that remains is how she's gonna kick it... http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/7195499.stm
It's the end of a V-era!