Search for the Next Food Network Star (Maybe)

So, with The Hubby’s new foodie obsession, I’ve not only been forced to watch the good (Top Chef), but also the bad (The Next Food Network Star). If you’re not familiar with the latter, it’s like the slow cousin of Top Chef. People, with less culinary training and skills, compete to be the next Rachael Ray. The food they cook doesn’t look or taste very good (and usually isn’t thoroughly cooked). Instead of a spot in Food and Wine, they get the less edgy Bon Apetit. The best part, if they win, they get their own show on Food Network (sort of). Sure, Guy Fieri, a past winner, is a big deal now in the chili dog crowd, but last year’s winner only hit the air a few times (at Sunday at 2pm) before she disappeared from the airwaves. So, you can scramble and claw your way to the top of Chelsea Market, impress judge Bobby Flay wit your spice rub, but if network VP Bob Tuschman still ain’t feelin’ it, you’ll be fired Trump-style.