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About a year ago, a friend called to say he'd scored a pair of tickets to a taping of Iron Chef America. His company provides cookware used on the show, so it was possible for me to go as a guest without revealing my identity.
That, I figured, was an important consideration. I had been told that the Food Network threatened anyone who attended with a million-dollar fine if they revealed anything about the episode before it aired. But there are no worries now; the episode finally showed up on TV a couple of weeks ago, and it only confirmed what I'd realized as I sat in the audience last year:
Iron Chef America is more bogus than even I had imagined.
In case you've been living under a rock for the last decade or so, here's how the show works: Three chefs—dubbed "Iron Chefs" by some unseen but absolute authority—are called out for cooking contests by upstarts. Each episode is a one-hour duel between a challenger and an Iron Chef in which about five dishes are prepared from scratch, supposedly using ingredients heaped in sumptuous display upon a pair of trestle tables. Each contest focuses on a main ingredient, which is revealed for the first time at the beginning of the show. The contest takes place in a television studio grandly dubbed Kitchen Stadium.
The televised hour is filled with much rushing back and forth against a backdrop of learned discourse and puckish observation from commentators as the dishes are cooked and assembled. Each chef has a pair of sous chefs working under him; we are led to believe that these teams invent their recipes on the spot in an amazing display of culinary creativity. At the end of the hour-long contest, the dishes are rushed to a panel of three judges, who taste them, make studied quips, and then score the collection for taste (10 points), appearance (5 points), and originality in use of the secret ingredient (5 points). Each judge is thus responsible for 20 points of the score. Whoever scores the most points out of 60 is the winner.
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1. It was already known that the secret ingredient was known at least up to 5 days in advance. There are several potential secret ingredients and thus the chefs can plan for each one. They provide a shopping list to the company who then tells them what they bought. This should essentially give a clue as to what the ingredient is.
2. Did you really think four (now five) chefs are going to arrive and just stand there to be picked? Obviously, the challenger knows who they want to pick (at least in the old days, the "chairman" chose it but it was still known). You thinking otherwise is kind of naive.
3. On the TV show, they only ever prepare ONE serving of their five dishes. They have to feed 4 people - it makes sense to me that they would have to do others afterwards.
4. Yes, the cameras will make it more exciting as do all of the effects. Think about it - the show doesn't really last an hour on TV- it's only about 30 minutes of cooking if that.
If you want a "real" challenge, consider hosting one yourself and do it your way. The Iron Chef approach has been obvious for many years - it doesn't take away from the great fun it brings.
I often learn something from your writing, which is more than I can say for those nitwit comments.
And I would love to read an inside report on magic OR (to a lesser degree) wrestling...
Get a life.
When was the last time the press covered something we DIDN'T know?
And props to Robert for writing an amusing article on the ridiculousness of reality t.v.
Robert, whether you were aware of the ruse or not, the fact that you wasted time writing about it is - how can I say this eloquently - retarded. And so are your bosses for allowing such drivel to go to print. Way to go, Village Voice! Big pat on the back.
wow so this stupid show is as fake as p0rn eh...I don't think I will ever want to watch it again.
Thanks, nice article...good to know.
Oh, and you know what else is true? The contest is somewhat biased towards the iron chefs! I know! Crazy, huh?
I think the only main difference now is that they only prepare the one set of dishes instead of the full judging meals for the cameras. I think this has to do with the fact that on the japanese versions, there was usually such a delay between the finish of shooting, the food photography, and the actual judging, that the meals got cold, ice creams melted, raw fish went south, etc. It kind of only makes sense that they'd re-prepare the judging meals later at a more leisurely pace - nobody wants the judges to get salmonella from sashimi that's been sitting under studio lights for an hour.
C'mon, does this really surprise anyone?
Look fool. This is a cooking show and not some American Attempt of Samurai Culinary Artistry- It is yet another style to catch or hold the observers attention and present them with a possible new style or technique of cooking BUT, more importantly, it will expose you to new kitchen Aid or cooking items that will definitely ease your daily grind in the kitchen as you prepare your daily exquisite meals for your starving family! LOOK MAN, IT IS A SHOW! Really.
P.S. Hey Ted Allen, one Simon Cowell is far more than enough.
This article is silly in its expose tone. The Village Voice stewardship has ruined my local Orange County Weekly, and if it weren't for Michael Musto, who can be truly funny, I wouldn't give VV a look.
Clueless!
P.S. who does Ted Allen know?
I'll just make two points in response to your very, very, very (waking self up, now--oh, hello!) long article:
One, "Iron Chef America" is a television show. A television show is generally something that is produced for the purpose of broadcasting it via the medium of television, with the goal being to entertain people who watch, you know, television. Kudos for your crack investigative skills in outing Mark as not *really* the Chairman's nephew. You're a real Woodward and Bernstein, ain'tcha?
And Two, Morimoto prevailed because his food was incredible, as it usually is. Fortunato Nicotra did a magnificent job, too; he is a spectacular chef and a delightful guy, and scoring 51 to 59 is hardly a rout. I ate his food again at Felidia last month, and I'm still talking about his shrimp crudo on a slab of pink salt. But for a variety of reasons, many of which were discussed during our tasting, we judges, independently and of our own, honest accord, preferred Morimoto's work that day. That's the way the kanpachi crumbles.