Shoosh.

I watch Top Chef on Bravo, and tonight I'm doing a little catchup. I'm a few weeks behind, so if you watch it don't spoil it for me. I'm currently watching the improv episode, where the chefs are in teams of two and have to do a dish that represents an emotion, a color, and one food as assigned by the comedians at an improv show they went to. I really, really wish that a few of the women would stop talking. One chef in particular, let's call her eyebrow piercing girl, tells us each week when they are given the challenge that she is not going to "dumb down" her food to please the masses, meaning cook food that is simple and something normal people like to eat. She needs to shoosh.

Don't get me wrong, I can appreciate fancy shmancy food. I like rich food, and fancy food, and I want to try some of the dishes they cook on here. But seriously, you're too good for barbecue? Because that's what she was whining about last week. Because apparently only the stupid people of the masses eat barbecue. Smart people eat sea bass and purple potato, and stupid people eat polish sausage. Just ask eyebrow piercing girl. Who I am hoping gets the boot tonight. She is a total potty mouth, by the way, and so negative I want to kick her.