It hardly seems like Wednesday with out a new episode of Top Chef to look forward to. (Well, actually it does seem like Wednesday, what with our garbage being picked up as usual, some things don't change, but I digress.)
The point is that without our weekly dose of Top Chef (or even the Next Food Network Star), life isn't quite as, shall we say, vicariously melodramatic.
So I perked up this morning when I read a brief mention in a column in the San Francisco Chronicle about round two Top Chef tryouts in San Francisco. Five hundred (yes, 500) hopefuls showed up. They were each given a two minute interview (about the time you need to make a soft boiled egg), but no actual cooking was involved. So, yes it is true, no taste is required for reality shows. (Sorry, I couldn't resist.)
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