Top Chef: Marcel’s 8 Mile

Posted by Myrna the Minx on January 10, 2007 | Comments (0) | Trackbacks (0)

From the first moments of this week’s Top Chef episode, it was clear that it was going to be another “Marcel Must Go” show. Marcel has apparently been driven from the swank LA condo by his fellow haters (contestants) and now lives on the roof where he writes pathetic rap lyrics (although that quicksand metaphor wasn’t totally sucky). But the other contestants better check themselves before they wreck themselves—Marcel is crazy like a fox and won the quick fire challenge with his lamb kabobs and curry mayonnaise to prove it. “Who doesn’t like meat on a stick?” Marcel asked–the words of a winner. And how about his hand motion choreography for the phrase “work” (no hand motion), “cut” (scissor fingers), “out” (I don’t remember what he did here–a thumb motion?), “for” (four fingers held up), “us?” I’m telling you, there is no stopping Master Cook Marcel Vigneron. I’d hate him too if I had to be around him all the time, but since I don’t, go Marcel. Foam and pathetic rap lyrics for all!

Unfortunately, my other underdog favorite, Mike “I’d buy Boddington’s over food anyday” Midgley from Stockton was sent home tonight. No more herpes-like mouth sore to wonder about, no more “Dude’ and weird handshakes, no more shuffling around with that cheesy yet loveable dope-inspired grin. Good-bye Mike–its gotta be tough winning everything last week and going home the next. The preview for next week was positively compelling. Some of kind of practical joke is implemented, no doubt involving Marcel and foam, and then the contestants all do something strange to themselves. I hope it involves handcuffs.