Got around to Just Desserts yesterday. At the least, it promises to feature more ridiculous antics than Top Chef. Since antics are my least favorite component of these shows, this does not count as much of a plus for me.
* I was saddened that so many of the contestants were lispy gay men, just because I hate to see stereotypes borne out so unimaginatively.
* It will be a happy day for me when no one ever again says "It was like a party in my mouth" and variations thereof.
* Making everyone climb to the top level of that double-decker bus was one of the stupider opening gimmicks I've seen on this show. I don't know where the show was filmed, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't London. To make matters worse, it was apparently a scorcher of a day, so everyone was extremely uncomfortable as they waited for the arrival of Ms. Simmons and Mr. Hair.
* My sympathy for the sad sack who was kicked off first was tempered by my annoyance at people who say "We/my husband and I/my wife and I have been trying to get pregnant."
* How silly was it that one fellow just put his semifreddo in a cupcake-shaped bowl and hoped for the best?
* I enjoyed it when one of the primi donni said, "Making dessert is like giving birth to a baby," and Gail responded drily, "And you have a lot of experience with that?" The barb flew right over the guy's head--he just gushed "Yes!" in reply--but I appreciated it.
* "Flex Mussels"?
* The contestants are much more flamboyant than the Top Chef crowd. Do you think pastry chefs/bakers/whatever they're calling themselves suffer from inferiority complexes in relation to savory chefs and so (over)act the part of temperamental geniuses?
In conclusion: (a) My favorite right now is Yigit, solely because of his great name and, so far, good manners; I don't recall what he made for either challenge. (b) My vote for the contestant most likely to crack and commit mass murder goes to Morgan. Who is bonkers.
