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Sorry but I’m in rant mode.

At the moment there’s a programme on TV called Master Chef.  It’s where amateur cooks attempt to plate up restaurant quality food to be judged by two men who shout a lot, restaurant critics who couldn’t tell the difference between breakfast and dinner and Michelin starred chefs who make the shouty pair look like shrinking violets.

It’s all very entertaining.  Especially the food.  Though I guess that's the point?

You see in order to stand out, the contestants have to come up with more and more “out there” ideas to impress (shock, more like) the judges.  And with every round the food becomes increasingly pompous. 

One thing I find surprising is how rare they present meat.  Now I like a medium steak as much as the next man but honestly, some of the stuff they serve up might as well still be breathing.  How long before we are treated to the cook introducing his or her latest triumph as “a slightly live field mouse served on an earth worm puree with duck’s gizzard jus and quadruple cooked but still beating (that’s the complex bit) pelican’s heart".

Oh how the judges will wax lyrical and cheer.  All the way to A&E.

Enjoy.