Looks like a typical uptown junky to me. These food critics have taken the place of sex in the middle classes. 

Beatnik is right, there is a certain Dame Edna Everage charm about the chap.  If he's such a great food critic, has he ever reviewed a packet of crisps or a chicken vindaloo?

The ascot plays as schtick- not style. Fail.

When l was buying some cravats last weekend l asked the sales assistant if cravat sales have gone up since the show Masterchef. The girl confirmed that there have been a bunch of Matt Preston wannabes who have taken up wearing cravats since the show.

A local California instant celebrity is in jail. He was on World's Greatest Loser or something and went on to host a local cable cooking show about losing carbs and wrote a book. It seems his wife and childhood sweetheart is infertile. So he approached a Santa Monica homeless man to  cut her throat with a box cutter for $10,000- the bills cut in half and the second parts promised on completion. He changed his mind to simple strangulation. The homeless man went to the police. This chef's friends and neighbors are in denial; he's a loving husband, regular and active church goer and 'nice guy.'
I personally distrust skinny chefs; the late Jeff Smith; Methodist minister AKA The Frugal Gourmet was caught up in nasty sexual harrassment suits by young men.
Healthy or not, the Dom Delouises give me a sort of joy de vivre and goodwill; no "lean and hungry looks" here..
So, looking at him as food critic he does project a Lord Falstaff, Diamond Jim Brady,G.K. Chesterton bit of whimsy.
I'd break bread with him.

Last edited by ckav (2010-05-18 10:09:51)

Unlike Benny Hinn!