Rossy’s Restaurant
‘FOR those of you who dont care much for Jamie Oliver, consider this: imagine if Paul Ross could cook?
| ”Just add a big dollop of tongue” |
Just as its useful to console yourself in times of utmost peril by thinking how there is always someone worse off than yourself, its important when watching Oliver to think of how bad things could be.
For Jamies Kitchen, read Rossys Restaurant. For The Naked Chef, knit your fingers over your face and dare yourself to peer though at The Naked Ross.
And now think on as Paul Ross steps into the school kitchens and tells us how hes going to save children from having to eat burgers made from reconstituted pigs rectums by cooking some pukka tukka.
Cripes! Someone get John McCrirrick to offer odds on which will make the audience hurl first, Rosss desperate hunger to be on the box or looking at the god-awful food we feed our children?
But before we scream Come back, Jamie, all is forgiven!, we note that he is still here.
Its Oliver and not Ross, or some other lightweight TV makeweight in the kitchens seeing if he can do better than the dinner ladies.
Hed struggle to do worse, as the women who serve food with all the finesse of a UN food drop examine the chefs efforts.
But still Oliver has his work cut out trying to improve the nations school meals, which have to be made for all of 37p per head.
In Jamies School Dinners hell have a good go at it. And, who knows, he may succeed and have a few bob left over at the end to spend on a new show for the aforesaid Ross.
Perhaps something involving Ross being overweight and trying to lose some pounds by not eating too much and nodding his head at each and every camera?
Or what about one where Ross learns to cook?’
Posted: 22nd, February 2005 | In: Celebrities Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
