On FoodTV’s new “Dinner: Impossible”

So Michael Symon is the new star of the retooled Dinner: Impossible show, replacing “the lying limey” Robert Irvine.

I think they missed the point of the show, shared also by “Throwdown with Bobby Flay”: the host of such shows should be kind of a dick—so you secretly want to see him fail miserably, and when he seems humbled by his ordeal, you’re rewarded. Michael Symon just seems to be having fun. And he’s a nice guy who loves bacon. What kind of person wants to see a guy who makes chocolate-covered bacon fail?

Which is why they need to have that snooty-faced Ice Queen from the Next Food Network Star win that competition, so she can do Dinner: Impossible and have breakdowns and triumph, humbly, in the end.

One Response to “On FoodTV’s new “Dinner: Impossible””

  1. Teri Says:

    Watching that show is a hour of my life wasted. Symon was dry and boring beyond belief. I would rather chew a mouth full of corn starch then watch him again! RIP Dinner Impossible.

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