AN INTERESTING ARTICLE ON THE SAD AND DECLINING STATE OF "FOOD TV"
EAT BRAY LOVE by Andy Grreenwald
A decade ago Emeril Lagasse was omnipresent, sprinkling catchphrases and cayenne nightly in front of a live studio audience. A lumbering, rump roast of a man who cooked like Paul Prudhomme but talked like the Gorton's Fisherman, Emeril was the unlikely poster boy of the transformation of what had once quaintly been known as "cooking shows" into a more unwieldy behemoth: "food TV." Fueled by the insatiable advertising needs of the Food Network and a viewing public suddenly interested in distinguishing deglazing from deveining, the staid format established by Julia Child and Jaques Pepin was chucked into the garbage like spoiled milk. It was no longer enough to stand behind stove top and instruct. The new goal was to entertain. Chefs were required to prep themselves right alongside their mise en place, the garnish their dishes not with parsely but with personality.
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