And now, a foodie moment from Brussels.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Top Chef Finale and Belgian Waffles
I am incredibly stoked. The man that I have rooted for from the beginning made to the final two. Is it the hair? Possibly. The cool name? Probably. The fact that his arrogance is hot because he actually is super talented, so it's not really hubris, but confidence? That he didn't personally attack people even when unfairly villanized? That he's clearly a geek in his field? Definitely. Marcel, I love you; if we get married, we'll be able to have amazing dinner parties for the English department, and I promise I will eat anything you make me...even if it's something gross with peas, mushrooms, olives, or green peppers.
And now, a foodie moment from Brussels.
And now, a foodie moment from Brussels.
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Marcel is MINE! I wish. He's been my favorite all season. I'm thrilled that he overcame such unmitigated persecution and bullying.
It was JUST DESERTS to see narcissistic phony baloney baldy go home, after her back-stabbing slander. I really don't think she's a good looking woman, with or without hair. She is two-faced and mean. Beauty comes from within, and she proved herself to be a very very ugly human.
GO MARCEL!
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