How do you know when something has Jumped the Shark? You see some no-talent, coke-snorting, faux-cool TV chef using it on the travel channel. Oh yes, dear readers. Anthony Bourdain’s show, No Reservations, will air a show tonight titled Food Porn. Shouldn’t I get paid for that title or something?
It’s not even a real show. It’ a clip show. (Clip shows are where they paste together pieces of a show’s “greatest moments” previously aired on TV.)Yeah, it’s one giant self-important, masturbatory hour of Anthony Bourdain eating. Hairy palms are the least he deserves.
Sniff. I’ll still use Food Porn as a category when I write about food. But it will never be the same now that Bourdain’s had his greasy, Ramones-playing, bong-grasping, nicotine-stained fingers all over it.
And yes, I watch the show. I much enjoy seeing Bourdain uncomfortable. Occasionally, the show delivers. Looks like I’ll be skipping tonight’s show ’cause I don’t think I’ll get to see him in an awkward situation tonight. I think a rerun of Jon and Kate Plus 8 is on. That’s better anyway.
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