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Dylan 2022-04-20 09:01:32
overfilled taco
It's a bit of a grand thing to watch a movie all the time, and if you have time, don't be sloppy with your preparatory work. For example, read original novels, movie reviews, and movies of the same series.
But for food-porn light comedies like chef, the best thing to do is to fill your stomach... -
Michelle 2022-01-27 08:04:41
Follow the movie to make food | Cuban sandwich via "Chef Lost"
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"I do not need fame, I just want to find a job and continue to cook stuff
I do not need to last forever, I just want to pass my life itself...
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[last lines]
Ramsey Michel: I just thought you and me bury-the-hatchet would be a good story. Reservations out the door. More importantly, you know, you just cook your ass off. In the meantime, you just tweet me where ever you are, and I'll come running. All right? 'Cause this shit's good. Delicious. Delicoso. Mucho goodo...
[walks away]
Martin: Hey hemet, that was a lot of talkin' and you not punching him. So what did the asshole say, huh?
Carl Casper: I think that asshole might be our new partner!
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Carl Casper: [excitedly reading Ramsey Michel's review] "Gauloises: Eager to Please. Ten years ago, I had the good fortune to dine at Chef Casper's revelatory Miami bistro, Marrow. The sheer audacity of this fresh, brave voice of the culinary scene reminded me why I write about food as a vocation. It is nearly impossible to separate my glowing regard for Chef Casper and how much he inspired me from my expectations as I sat down to dine at the recently remodeled Brentwood Gallic staple, Gauloises. Oh, how times have changed."
[not so enthused]
Carl Casper: "Over the last decade, Carl Casper has somehow managed to transform himself from the edgiest chef in Miami to the needy aunt that gives you five dollars every time you see her in hopes that you will like her, but instead causes you to shrink from her cloying embrace which threatens to smother you in her saggy, moist cleavage. The signature app, intended to impress the country club brunch crowd, is the caviar egg. A shirred egg topped with a dollop of caviar is an excuse for the chef to overcharge us for his insecurity and lack of imagination. Carl Casper can be best summed up by the first bite of his needy, and yet, by some miracle, also irrelevant chocolate lava cake. Casper didn't even have the courage to undercook the cake, thus curiously lacking its signature molten center. This sad dessert is emblematic of Carl Casper's disappointing new chapter. His dramatic... weight gain can only be explained by the fact that he must be eating all the... food sent back to the kitchen. Two stars."
