Keeeeeep cooking! It's Masterchef The Professionals Thread 2

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The story so far: Scotch egg disaster: monkfish mayhem. Will there be foam, soil, smear and/or crumb?

Now read on.....

Speaking of which....where IS squoosh? In prison or active on this thread ? 🤔

Indeed, shower

Where is squoosh?

Well I hope squoosh is just fine.

We were not alone in loving that monkfish recipe, Marcus has just posted the link on twitface.

www.marcuswareing.com/kitchen-diary/monkfish-with-spicy-tomato-curry-sauce/

You are welcome.

Squish.

SQUOOSH.

Where are you.

Don't know where that squish come from. Newish phone

I didn’t realise it was on again tonight!

Oh ambassador, you are really spoiling us!

Squoosh has, I believe, been......amongst us. Though not for the past couple of days I think.

She moves in mysterious ways

quick look at the Marcus Wareing page shows he is advertising for an alarming number of staff at all levels. The front of house job requires a good command of English so any applicants from this thread should be Ok on that point at least.

Much like Father Christmas, Squoosh is always watching to make sure we are not being naughty perving over MW.
I'm going to walk pooch so she isn't being a total balloon when I'm trying to keep up.

The front of house job requires a good command of English so any applicants from this thread should be Ok on that point at least.

Especially if he requires cutting sarcasm and inventive and fluent obscenities at a moment's notice.

I could SO do that job. I've got a security licence and outstanding service skills.

There you go MrsTommy - get your CV in.

We'll write you a few references - -do you want us to mention your murderous feelings towards Idris Elba, or do you think it's best for them to discover that little quirk if he ever comes to dine?

Oooh let him try to come in.

Not on my watch.

How the fuck do men ruin everything the minute they come in the door, despite you really wanting them to be home to rescue you from the tyranny of small children?

What ho, chaps. This had better be a good episode.

“Elevating the potato to where it should be....”

What a way to talk about Gregg!

And so it begins . . .

Parker-Bowles always looks as though he's just farted and given himself a shock (our boy dog has the exact same expression)

It's a potato.

The humble spud! (I typed it before he said it! He copied me!)

Oh yes, this is the soothing non-Gregg episode. Excellent.

Love a good spud. It took me 12 years to find delicious ones over here.

"It's a potato...

It's all covered in t'muck"

Or is it only me that remembers that advert?

I'm expecting levitating potatoes

Shirley

for Grouchy

"Senior sous chef Sean". Say that fast twelve times.