Here we are at the season finale of Kitchen Nightmares which of course for me is a bummer because I love this show and EMC are huge fans of Gordon Ramsey. Luckily though we go from Kitchen Nightmares right into Master Chef. We did not get a chance to review the first season of Master Chef last year so I’m looking forward to it this year. In addition I have a few more episodes of Kitchen Nightmares to throw on here as my dvr had mono for a couple weeks and did not record some of my shows. Grab a beer and your favorite crawdad and lets head to New Orleans to Oceana.
Oceana – New Orleans
Last week was twins, this week we got just plain brothers. Don’t worry folks these brothers are not only brining back the George Michael stubble look but they are also crazier than our main man Charlie Sheen. Sorry Charlie we had to throw you in the mix at some point. We also have a red cheeked angry head chef thrown into the mix creating a wonderful red cheeked, gold chained, stubbly, greasy haired anger tornado. Good luck Gordon!
The Ocean located on Bourbon St making it prime stop for tourist and locals. Owned by brothers Moe and Rami who bought it from their father they spend wonderful New Orleans afternoons yelling at each other, the staff, the tourists, the dogs, the Levies, the street lamps, and the food. I seriously can’t understand how they have a staff. There has got to be a better job than this place. I’d rather be a Wall mart greeter. I’d rather be in a Nicolas Cage movie. Hell, I’d rather be the guy who hoses down the streets after Mardi Gras than work for these guys. What’s really great is that the only things that aren’t angry in this place are the cock roaches and the rats that are living off the fact these guys can’t clean to save there angry lives. Continue reading
Gordon visit’s a double nightmare at Capri in Eagle Rock, Ca. Why is it a double nightmare? The owners are twins. Unfortunately for us and Gordon they are identical twins. You know already we are going to be forced to endure twin jokes, trading names, acting like each other, etc, etc. The best twin humor however will be dealt of course by Gordon. We will have twin insults, twins yelling and most important in any kitchen nightmare, twins crying. So on to Capri in Eagle Rock.
Right away Jeff and Jim started us off with the lame twin humor. “You’re Jim.” “No, I’m Jim.” Then we, of course, need to speak in chorus. I already want to beat them with a soggy loaf of bread. So these guys had been going to Capri and loved it so much they decided to buy it. Anyone who watches Gordon take on these projects knows these are the worst kind of owners. They are clueless, lazy, and lazy. Yeah I know I said it twice. After all, they are twins and are twice the amount of lazy. Luckily their staff respects them and showers them with praise. Just kidding. They basically say that they are lazy, immature, sloppy, loud, and can’t cook. Other than that they are fantastic. Continue reading
Gordon hits Ventura Blvd to take on La Frite, a french restaurant in the Valley. 38 years after La Frite was opened,
the owner is now trying to pass it on to his kids who get along as well as me and big words. From what we learn
at the beginning, the son feels like he should be sitting in the driver’s seat running the joint and the daughter has no business being there. It seems pretty much nobody wants the daughter there.
Hey guys and gals, EMC is back on track reviewing the best and worst food in Cali and the best and worst of the food shows on TV. B and I took a much needed break and are back in action, doing our part to inform, and make you giggle like a little school girl.
We are jumping into Kitchen Nightmares with our pal Gordon Ramsey and are starting off with Gordon trying to help a Cuban restaurant in Brooklyn owned by a couple who are no longer able to tolerate each other’s existence. They split up years ago but kept ownership of their restaurant as partners. Sort of… Continue reading
Mikey and I started this blog mostly because we were bored and unemployed. Now we’re neither. In the interim we’ve managed to eat some good food, some not so good food, and meet a ton of really cool people.
Thanks to one of our readers, Michelle of ThePeevery.com, we might even get our 15 minutes of fame. You see, Michelle is an avid yelper and is just generally pissed off about a lot of things (probably because she’s about to pop out a kid any day now). One of the things that really got her going was her experience at Mama Rita’s in Newbury Park and the producers of a certain Gordon Ramsey fronted show found her review and invited her to come to Mama Rita’s Grand Re-opening. She was gracious enough to invite Mikey and myself to the fun and it was all down hill from there. Continue reading
Beware. There be spoilers ahead!
We have finally reached the end for Season 5 of Hell’s Kitchen and I gotta say, it’s about time. This has been a rough season to watch, mostly because of the lack of talent and the abundance of the mentally challenged. Let’s kick it off with a recap of last week.
I’ve learned my lesson with Hells Kitchen and didn’t bother posting a Hell’s Kitchen article last week. Knowing ahead of time that they always do the most to stretch it out, I thought it would be a wasted article and as usual (except for the time I jumped that rod iron fence in baggy shorts) I was right.
In the first part of the season finale Danny and Paula begin to design their restaurants. Paula is going for more of a bistro, while Danny seems to be leaning towards Danny’s fish and beer. Continue reading
We are nearing the finale and thank goodness. This has been a rough season to watch. I think Gordon may have to do a Hells Kitchen from somewhere else and find a new talent pool. This whole season I’ve been comparing these guys to the Top chef contestants and maybe that’s my mistake. Maybe they really want that whole rags to riches thing to happen.
We start off from last week waiting for whatever surprise Gordon has for them. Again, I was hoping it would be Rampage Jackson blasting out of the kitchen to fight the last 3 finalists, but instead it was just their families coming out to hug and cry with them. This isn’t the kind of crying I like. I want down home, American, why are you all rejecting me, I’m breaking down emotionally kind of crying. Continue reading