Throwdown with Bobby Flay

[James Boston]

ThreeMartini-

He does have a motorcycle crash.

El D-

Mediocre considering how good he's supposed to be, or mediocre as in "I wish I had gone to Applebee's?"

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It just seems like every one of Flay's dishes is the same kind of southwestern spices, peppers, with little originality or flair. I'm sure his salsas are great, but I think we're looking for a little bit more out of him.

[rjoefish]

Why are you guys talking about Bobby Flay when FoodNetwork has Giada De Laurentiis [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img]

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Why are you guys talking about Bobby Flay when FoodNetwork has Giada De Laurentiis [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img]

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We've already had like 47 threads about Giada but yeah.

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Hijack:

If anyone caught Road Tasted with Paula Deen's gay sons [img]/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img] I am casting a vote in favor of Phil's Fish Market in Moss Landing. Definitely not candlelight and violins in terms of ambience, but the food is great. IMO, much better than the touristy restaurants in Monterey/Capitola/Santa Cruz.

[slamdunkpro]

This show is second only to "Ham on the Street" for base stupidity...a new low for the Food Network

My favorite Bobby Flay story. I was at a BBQ comp helping a friend mind his wood fired pits. We’re sitting there with these big cookers and a PILE of split hickory next to the fire boxes. Both pits are cooking and one of the kids is stoking one of them when……here comes Flay and a camera crew doing interview segments for some show. First, he has to be announced by his handler/agent/whatever (like we don’t know who it is since the entourage is wearing “Bobby Flay” shirts” Then he walks over, makes a little small talk, looks around, and (I swear I’m not making this up) says in an ode to Bill Engvall; “Makin’ some BBQ?” [img]/images/graemlins/confused.gif[/img] We just kinda stared, choking back the myriad of responses that were beating at our gums to be unleashed. The he looks right at the kid with the logs going in the firebox and (Again I swear I’m not making this up) says “How are you heating your ovens, gas?” [img]/images/graemlins/confused.gif[/img] By this time we’re almost busting. My friend manages to get out “No, they’re wood fired, we burn the hickory in the fireboxes, that heats the cook chambers.” The response: a blank look, and a one word question: “Firebox?” [img]/images/graemlins/confused.gif[/img] We lost it right then and there. I’m sure we ended up on the cutting room floor.