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90s-2000s-barbie · 9 months
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Food Network Website (2001) 🍷
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maturemenoftvandfilms · 4 months
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Do you have any pictures of Emeril Lagasse? I think he is a hot chubby daddy.
I thought I did, but here you go.
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Do you have a rant in you about Emeril Lagasse like you do about Bobby Flay?
I...hm. I think in a way I both have no rants and also three rants, when it comes to Emeril Lagasse.
The Rant That's Actually About Bobby Flay
All these TV chefs, particularly those who came up in Food Network when the food-entertainment field was super regulated and gatekept, you really only know what you see of them directly and what you might hear about them from other sources. They're not like regular celebs where a huge chunk of their lives is public and covered in gossip rags and such. Not to make a rant about Emeril Lagasse into a rant about Bobby Flay, but the reason I have a rant locked and loaded about Bobby Flay is that he's shown his ass in public enough for me to decide he's not someone I'd want to hang out with, even considering the above.
It's kind of a self-selection sort of deal. Because while I like food tv I don't watch much of it and haven't for probably like 15 years, you have to have been somewhat egregious, like Flay or Batali, to draw enough of my ire that I have a rant. (I don't actually have a rant about Mario Batali, I'm too scared of Eataly to try it and otherwise all I know is that he's a serial harasser.)
2. The Rant That's Actually About Fatphobia
My immediate thought when I got this ask was "I haven't thought about Emeril in years, oh man, did he do something awful?" but a quick goog and the worst I could find was that while liking Barack Obama he didn't like his attitude towards regulatory legislation. Which, you know, in the scheme of things lately is a pretty minor issue. Not that I think you're taking a personal swipe at him, but culturally it seems that as with Guy Fieri, Emeril Lagasse's cardinal sin is that he is
a) A loud personality
b) In a fat body
c) on television.
And my patience for the confusion of "tacky" and "fat" and "bad" is growing very, very thin. Especially since Emeril and Guy are the rare people who could be fat and because they have pretty wild personalities still thrive in the modern YouTube-TikTok era of food entertainment, where conventional attractiveness and thin bodies are pretty much prerequisites for fame of any kind. If you are fat on video today you truly have to be exceptional in some way and working twice as hard in order to have any success, let alone the kind of success top influencers have.
If Guy Fieri as an unknown today did what B Dylan Hollis does, he would not get the reaction B Dylan Hollis gets. No beef with Hollis, work what you've got, but if Hollis was fat he'd be at best the butt of jokes about how he'll eat anything, and the worse TikTok makes fatphobia in this country the less patience I have for it. Emeril, who also looks Faintly Ethnic and puts an emphasis on Portuguese and Creole flavors and techniques in his cooking, might very well just simply be ignored.
3. The Rant That Isn't Actually A Rant At All
Here is my memoir about Emeril Lagasse: my mother discovered Emeril's first show, Essence Of Emeril, when I was in my middle-teens; she saw it on some hotel TV while traveling, and brought it back to the family, and we all really enjoyed it. The idea of a chef having a specific spice blend or a food brand was either very new or wholesale conceptualized by Emeril, with his Essence Of Emeril spice blend, which was posted as a recipe as well as sold in stores, so you could make it at home fairly easily. It was still relatively unspicy; I could eat it, and my brother was obsessed with it, which made it a pretty useful foodstuff in our household. Our constant struggle to get my brother to expand his palate so we weren't cooking him an entirely separate dinner was real, and Essence helped with that since he'd sprinkle it on food he wouldn't normally eat, like spaghetti noodles or baked fish or porkchops, and then happily eat it.
So I have perhaps understandably fond memories of Emeril, because he was something the family agreed was enjoyable, and his recipes (while often complicated) produced pretty delicious food.
There's actually a moment in Infinite Jes, when Eddie's talking about his career, where I touch directly back to me being a fan of Essence Of Emeril and watching him make the leap to Emeril Live.
If you watch Essence of Emeril, it's your standard Chef Behind A Counter On A Soundstage show, very Julia Child -- he's boisterous and enthusiastic and he's already honing his "Bam!" schtick, but there's nothing for him to work with. He hasn't got an audience and it's almost painful to see now because you can see where he unconsciously reaches for an audience reaction. It's a relief to watch early Emeril Live because he's got a studio audience, someone to respond to, someone who reacts when he makes a loud noise or finishes a beautiful dish. I put that moment into Infinite Jes, where Eddie's trying to make a dumb little fun cooking show in college and doesn't really "break" until two stoners walk into the kitchen and he's got other people to bounce off of. In some ways, because I watched way more Emeril than I did Guy at a formative moment, Eddie's actual career owes more to Emeril than to Guy.
I think Emeril's had a rough go of it in the past decade or so; you don't hear about him much, and part of the reason is that a lot of his business ventures haven't done well. He sold most of the remaining ones to Martha Stewart and lately has focused on his restaurants, as I understand it.
In conclusion
So yeah...the only rant I have about Emeril Lagasse is actually a rant about fatphobia, I guess; if it turns out he's like a super vocal Trump supporter or something that'll be a tragedy (and given he's based out of Florida, it's not unlikely he could have uncomfortable shit to say about the pandemic, but as far as I can tell he hasn't). It seems without in-depth research that he's a decent guy whose time has somewhat passed, and who decided to focus on what he enjoys about being a chef over doing stuff he doesn't like because the money's good.
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chuckroastfarms · 7 months
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Qual Milton with mushrooms and andoi sausage
and a banana cream pie
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applekissis · 9 months
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Instant Pot Sauerkraut Soup with Sausage Recipe
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This version of sauerkraut soup with sausage takes just a little over 30 minutes when made in an Instant Pot.
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esmonaco · 11 months
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maxwells-thoughts · 1 year
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There is a dearth of high-quality emeril lagasse photos
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How Kenny Chesney Inspired the “Title Track” to My Book
By: Joe Hoffman (aka “Cowtown Joe”), Program Director for Super Heroes for Doa’a Not long after Doa’a contacted me asking for assistance with bringing her back to Kansas City so that she could receive some more medical treatment, I found myself feeling overwhelmed. So, I did what I often do whenever I feel that way- I turned on Kenny Chesney’s amazing radio station on Sirius XM Radio: No Shoes…
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richgirlnetworktv · 1 year
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The Roku Channel Serves Up Season 2 Orders for “Emeril Cooks”
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Packed with Spice and Flavor, Love Charlie: The Rise and Fall of Charlie Trotter is available - Savory, See it! #janetwalker #hautelifestylecom #theentertainmentzonecom #charlietrotter #culinary #culinaryarts #cooking #restaurants #cheflife  
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"Love Charlie: The Rise and Fall of Chef Charlie Trotter"
"Love, Charlie" offers a detailed look at the professional and personal life of a chef who was as difficult as he was brilliant.
Even if you didn’t personally know chef Charlie Trotter, who was one of the greatest culinary artists in the world, you’ll likely recognize his name (or at least the unfortunate reputation that comes with it). Revered by foodies and gourmands, Trotter was a groundbreaking chef who shook up the fine dining world with creative, reimagined American haute cuisine which played a massive role in making…
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May have just had an $800 dinner after tax and tip. Capping off a great vacation with a friend. Let’s pray I haven’t gained back all of my lost weight. Praying I’m still in the 230s after this Cruise and New Orleans trip.
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[22 DIFFERENT WAYS... AND YOUR FAVORITE? CHICKEN LIVER AND COLESLAW. AND, HEY, LOOK WHO'S STOPPING BY... RENOWNED CHEF EMERIL LAGASSE. IN SPOKANE, WASHINGTON... FANTASTIC. IT'S A GREAT PLACE TO EAT.]
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22 DIFFERENT WAYS... AND YOUR FAVORITE? CHICKEN LIVER AND COLESLAW. AND, HEY, LOOK WHO'S STOPPING BY... RENOWNED CHEF EMERIL LAGASSE. IN SPOKANE, WASHINGTON... FANTASTIC. IT'S A GREAT PLACE TO EAT. I'M A SANDCULE OF SOUL... SO HOW DO YOU MAKE THE TIME TO DRINK FOR FUN? YOU'RE HAD TO DRINK FOR ANOTHER TIME. WATER-MILLS BAY... SUGGESTION OF HUMAN LENGTH... AND YOUR FAVORITE... DRINKING CAGE NUTS. AND THE PLATES ARE STUFFED, WITH NO BLOOD. BUT, WHAT ABOUT YOU, THE NICE WOODS? AND WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE SO MANLY AND HUSHWATER CAMP?
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Author's Note: It's still the 10th where I am but I know it's already the 11th where you are so, happy birthday to the best mutual ever ❤️
Imagine the guys making you breakfast for your birthday
— Birthday Present #1 for @cantstoptheimagines —
Of the three, Luke was definitely the worst cook in the group. For one, he had never really had to cook before when he was still living with his parents; they were the ones who made sure that he had a hearty breakfast and a filling dinner each day. If Luke had his way, he would live off of Hot Pockets and Tostino's, something quick and easy to make so he could spend more time on music.
Alex was a decent cook. While he wouldn't burn down the kitchen when making himself a bowl of cereal, all he could really do was make simple meals: a grilled cheese, an omelet, mac and cheese. Much like Luke, Alex's parents would cook his meals for him but he did have to rely on himself more after things got tense when he came out to them.
Compared to the other two, Reggie was basically Emeril Lagasse. With money being tight at home, he was left by himself as soon as he was able to operate the stove. His parents spent so much time working - and arguing - and Reggie was left to fend for himself when he got home from school. With spatula in hand and having watched every episode of How to Boil Water and Essence of Emeril, Reggie was a master in the kitchen.
It was why the trio had decided that Reggie would take the lead in your birthday breakfast with Alex as his sous chef and Luke as the kitchen porter though the best-laid plans often went astray with the group.
Though the guys know you're a heavy sleeper and never get out of bed before ten in the morning, they don't want to risk raising their voices on the off chance your birthday is the day you decided to be a light sleeper. However, it was really hard to remember to not yell when Alex or Reggie caught sight of Luke's "improvements."
"Why are the flames so high?" Alex whisper-shouted, barely remembering to lower his voice as he dropped the knife he was using to cut up some fruit to rush over to the stove, turning the dial from high to low.
Luke lets out an offended "Hey!" but the blond ignores him as he's quick to snatch the spatula from Luke and scoops up the pancake from the pan. He moves to drop it onto the stack of pancakes, dropping it into the stack of pancakes Luke had already made.
"Hey! I was doing a good job!" Luke huffs out, gesturing to the four pancakes on the plates.
This is when Reggie walks over, having finished plating the breakfast scramble he had been in charge of.
"I did everything that you guys told me." Luke begins to list off the steps on his fingers. "I put butter on the pan, ladled a spoonful of batter onto the pan, checked to see that the side was brown before flipping it over, and made sure the other side was brown too before plating them."
"Not everything," Alex countered. "The flames were too high. Why'd you raise the heat?"
"I wanted to help out with the other stuff so I raised it so the pancakes would cook faster."
Reggie grabs a fork from the utensil drawer and moves to the plate of pancakes, cutting a piece off from the top pancake. Instead of being met with the sight of a light fluffy interior, the trio watches as batter oozes out of the pancake.
Luke snatches the fork from the bassist's hand and begins cutting into the other pancakes. Except for the first pancake that Alex had made as an example for Luke, they all ooze out batter and the three are left to stare at half-cooked pancakes.
"The pan was too hot. The outside of the pancake cooked before the inside could." Reggie sighs. "And now we have gooey pancakes."
Alex picks up the bowl of batter and takes a look before letting out a groan. "And only enough batter for like one pancake." He shows the bowl to the others.
"We could make more, right?" Luke runs a hand through his hair.
Reggie shakes his head. "I used the last of the eggs for the scramble."
"So all we have right now is the breakfast scramble, a bowl of fruit, and a cup of juice."
Luke's eyes dart around the kitchen, trying to find a solution. His eyes light up when he spots the house keys and his wallet before maneuvering his way to them. "I can buy more. Daniella’s sells eggs, right?" He raises his wallet up. "We have like two hours before [Name] wakes up. I'll be back in like fifteen minutes. I won't be the reason she starts off her birthday without her favorite breakfast."
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