Masterchef 2016 Semi final Maaemo Shhmaaemo

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Samles rundt mine venner og unngå rollmops

Shining new thread

There's me too,...
I luffs Marcus

No, Footle, it's not locally sourced.
Do you reckon Quaker will be bringing out reindeer heart porridge?

There's me too,...
I luffs Marcus

Marcus looks a bit like he wants to cry

As well as beard pubes, there could be phlegm in that food - Matt's pronunciation was impressive.

I think they've been imbibing a lot.

"Comfort food" Sorr. Monica.

You are thinking of chocolate.

CHOC-O-LATE

You'll thank me later

Oh now that is just ridiculous! Emperor's new clothes anyone?

I think I would long for a few fresh non rotted strawberries and some non soured cream after that shite

My cat sat on the iPad ...

At least this looks edible - might take away the case of all the filth interesting dishes.

I reckon it costs so much because of the wage bill, there's millions of staff.

*taste - not case

Elly, try and forget it.

You read my mind Fuckery

When every plate of food has it's own beautician and eyebrow technician as well as a chef, it's got to get dear.

Don't want to wait until tomorrow. I hope the telly isn't totally dead.

The whole Michelin star thing seems to be: one star, incredible food, two stars, super duper amazingly incredible food, three stars, it's not food any more

I want Our Noo back

More sherry! See you soon.

I think that that restaurant must cater to tw@ts and posers.

BUT

I think I may move to Norway, because I will certainly manage to lose weight if that's all that's in the shops.

I turn my back for 5 MINS* and Our Noo gets the push?!

*get dragged to the pub completely against my will for post work drinks.

Quick, while Squoosh is missing, isn't Marcus looking handsome too? Shhhhh

DON'T THINK I DIDN'T NOTICE THAT LADY.

Consider yourself firmly out of the circle of trust.

Where was the actual food?

They don't eat food, Mavis. They eat roadkill which has been allowed to decompose for a fortnight, and garnish it with pickled earwax.

It is my humble opinion that the whole charade is just a joke to see how far food snobs will go, and how much they will pay, to be made to force down food that a wolverine would turn it's nose up at, and pretend that they enjoy it.

I think the chefs all go home to fish fingers, heinz beans and potato waffles and laugh uproariously to themselves as they discuss what they have conned people into eating all day.

Somebody previously mentioned the Emperor's New Clothes, and I think that sums it up.

I sweartoGod that there was a big jar of dried (and possibly pickled) houseflies in that kitchen, used as a garnish . . .