Not so much. Sorry, his stuff is sloppy of cartoonish. I get that is his shtick, but he is no Sylvia Winestock or Ron Ben Isreal.  He is famous and that is cool, but still… I wouldn’t want one of his cake at the price I am sure he is charging, at my wedding.

He is funny though and I find his staff funny.  Oh yeah, and he is a million times better than that Sandra Lee hack.

I love a good Joke and this one is delightful….

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Frank: “Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cooking contest. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge’s table asking for directions to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (native Texans) that the chili wouldn’t be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted.” Here are the scorecards from the advent:

(Frank Judge #3)

Chili # 1 Eddie’s Maniac Monster Chili…
Judge # 1—! A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.

Judge # 2—Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.

Judge # 3—(Frank) What the hell is this stuff?! You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put out the flames. I hope that’s the worst one. These Texans are crazy!
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Watching Paula Dean now.  She is cooking snapper fillets.  She is seasoning the shit out of it and pecan coating it.  What does she say as she is basically bathing the fish in salt and pepper?  “It is very important to season your food before cooking.  Especially fish because it can turn out so very bland.”

Take that you poser fake breasted trollop, Sandra Lee!  Stick to your box cakes and fuu fuu table settings.  Which reminds me, today on her “tablescape” she had a fucking chandelier laying on it’s side like it just fell off the ceiling.  What a twat.