Gllen had a dream last night that the two of us were the final contestants on Top Chef. We were going head to head in the final competition and for our signature dishes, I made a sushi roll and he made a spicy lamb roast.
The judges did not all arrive on time, so we had to wait for them to all show up. Tom Colicchio reamed me out for having an inedible piece of seaweed in my dish. (Gllen described it as giant and completely impossible to chew.) Gllen's dish had been sitting for so long, waiting for the judges to arrive that when Toby Young cut into it, it had become hollow on the inside.
Because we both had failed at our dishes, we both tied for first place. Then, Gllen woke up. After he told me about the dream, I said, "Well, that was a nice ending! In the dream, did you give me a kiss after we both won?"
He sort of scoffed at that. He replied, "No. I was pissed that I didn't win! I was so sure that I was going to win. But I guess if you leave you meat sitting too long, it gets hollow inside and the judges don't like that."
So much for happy endings.
No comments:
Post a Comment