Woohoo! Another season of the Top Chef is over. Although many of the challenges each chef is placed in doesn't always seem like reality, I still like watching the creative process. Ok...I guess I'm kind of hooked on the drama that ensues, as well. There's just something about watching other people fight! It puts me into that "I'm glad it's not me" mode.
In any case, the right, mature person won - someone who can really run a kitchen and have the respect of his colleagues. (Those who have not seen the show yet, do not read on if you don't want to know the name of the winner.) Stupid little Marcel needed to be kicked down a few pegs before he's really elevated to a level as respected as the executive chef of an establishment. I don't care where the hell the little prick is from. His head needed to be deflated so he can actually understand what it takes to be respected by colleagues in his field.
Bravo Ilan!
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