If you think THAT is sick and wrong…I’ve heard of the “Iron Chef” TV show, but never knew what it was till the channel was on the Food Network for some reason the other day. We left it on as we were doing other things and this new “Iron Chef America” show came on. For the unenlightened, two chefs get picked from a lineup and have an hour to make 5-6 dishes with a secret ingredient that gets revealed at the start of the show.
Well, there was an American chef and a Japanese chef on the show my husband and I were watching. The secret ingredient was trout. Now, they don’t HAVE to make dessert, but they can if they want, as one of their dishes. What did the Japanese chef make for his dessert?
drum roll please
TROUT ice cream!! He blended up raw trout to a puree, mixed in milk and sugar, and dumped it in the soft-serve machine. I still cannot believe the judges ate it. (Oh, and there was a bit of decorative fried trout skin sticking out of the ice cream as a garnish.)
He didn’t win the competition. I don’t know if it was the ice cream’s fault, but if I was one of the judges…
I’m sure even the most stalwart British patriot would concede that ice cream is better in the US than it is here. But I reckon our chocolate is better, and that makes us quits.
… which is still about fifty trillion million dozen miles behind the Germans and the Belgians. (And that is not even counting the demerits for the mint sauce.)
Jimmy “J.J.” “Dy-No-Mite” Walker used to do a bit about some of the lame answers you could see on Family Feude. Punctuated by the guessers family clapping and saying “good answer, good answer” no matted how stupid the person was
“Name a fruit you can squeeze” Buzz!
“Walnuts!”
“Good answer, Good answer”
“Name a color of m&m” Buzz!
(this was back before all the new colors)
“White”
“Good answer, Good answer”
I actually saw this one:
“Name something you collect”
Buzz!
“Oooh you should have waited til I read the whole question, but what is your answer?”
mmmmmm, jacket potato with curry and chips with cheese, just what the doctor ordered when the pub is closing and you have a few extra quid on the way home…what is it about drinking beer that makes me more hungry?
Plus, there’s nothing like a gang of drunk Germans marching around the drinking establishment in what appears to be the Alpine equivalent of a conga line, singing “trink, trink, bruderlein trink…”
(at least I think that’s what they were saying…the memory could be faulty)
Personally I like the song Wenn der Busen meiner Frau voller Wein wär/wollt’ ich ein kleines Knäblein sein…. They just don’t make music like they used to anymore. :roll: