As Seen On TV: "The Mind of a Chef" and "Drunk History"

Another Fine Program from Bourdain and Company

I've been catching up on this one via Netflix streaming. I love it. How could I not love it? PBS' "The Mind of a Chef" is the best parts of every travel show, cooking show, and freak show I've ever loved. Stitched together and narrated by Dr. Anthony Franken-Bourdain and starring the funny, chef-y goodness of Momofuku Restaurant Group founder David Chang, the show explores food like few other shows I've known. I'd tell you more, but I'd have to post a SPOILER ALERT. Fuck that noise. If there's an art to the cooking show, "The Mind of a Chef" has found it. I look forward to its return this fall.

Personal Note: I have been enjoying George T. Stagg Distillery products since I was eighteen and living in The American South. That was when and where I had my first taste of Old Rip Van Winkle. Since then I've enjoyed many responsible sips of Pappy Van Winkle, Eagle Rare and Buffalo Trace. While it pinches my aging hipster heart to see their brands featured on this nationally televised show, at least it wasn't on "The Taste". <Insert Winky Face Here>

Note to the Fine Folks at Kidrobot: After a few more "TMoaC" episodes, I went back to where it all began with the first installment of "A Cook's Tour". How young was Bourdain in his nicotine-stained diapers? Smoking and Drinking Babies, anyone?

It's True. It's So True. Blarg.

As I mentioned earlier, one of the best moments of "The Mind of a Chef" is when Chefs David Chang and Sean Brock visit the Buffalo Trace Distillery. SPOILER ALERT: They get drunk. Anthony Bourdain was the hard-drinkin' daddy of the "just get somebody drunk and put a camera on them" style of television that Comedy Central's "Drunk History" embraces in a high-larious "I love you man" hug. The Chicago episode alone made me pee laugh juice from my eye holes. Atlanta, San Francisco, and our nation's capitol are also subjects of inebriated insanity. Watch it with someone you love, and be sure to hold their hair back as they pray to Ralph: The Porcelain God.


Harlan Ellison called television The Glass Teat. However thought-provoking a program may be, most of your viewing time will be spent suckling audio and visuals. He didn't consider it a good thing, but it doesn't seem to be going away. More and more our lives seem tied to entertainment boxes.

Activating hand-to-mouth mode? Mix Trader Joe's Movie Theater Popcorn, (or your own pop), and some honey-roasted peanuts for something that your mouth will thank you for and your reflection will hate.


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