Each day I need to eat a meal. I manage this reasonably well and can cook food to keep myself and my family healthy with the added bonus of it being tasty and enjoyable to eat. I shop for food, put the food away once its brought home, cook the food at the right time in order to have the food at the right temperature at the designated meal time. After that the washing up needs to be done, the crockery and cutlery put away and then the process is repeated at the next meal time.
Its a basic routine that occurs otherwise we'd all be hungry.
It is not really that hard, I have not been given nor do I expect, any gold medals for this function. I have not been abused or lost my temper and stormed out during a tricky grilling technique and so far I have had no exciting soundtrack to heighten my mood to cause anxiety and tension, while rolling out a pie topping.
While going through the various processes of peeling or chopping vegetables I have not waved a knife around with a flourish to draw attention to myself because when it comes down to it, chopping a vegetable, particularly an onion, is quite a mundane thing.
Chopping Onions Must Stop
So if I see one more celebrity bloody chef on the telly demonstrating how to chop a bloody onion AGAIN I will ... I will... I will... probably switch channels. But I really want them to just stop being so patronising in their attitude towards cooking and to put an absolute halt on the close-up filming of chopping onions, sharpening knives in a menacing way, as if they are related to Anthony Hopkins, and most of all stop, just please stop, with the competitive element of cooking meals.
There are thousands of people out there who have to trudge around supermarkets to keep the food stocks in their home. Those same people have to produce meals for different age groups and different tastes to keep everyone happy every day. They do not get a medal or even a round of applause, probably just hurty red marks cut into their hands from carrying heavy bags home from the shop.
Then they sit down for a relaxing hour our two before bedtime to be confronted with horrific competitive cooking television programmes like Come Dine with Me, Masterchef or Iron Chef where quite incredibly cooking a meal is manipulated into being something of an Olympic sport where the response can be highly critical reducing participants to tears when a very polite (if you were brought up proper) 'Thank you for my tea, please can I leave the table" is the only correct response, the request will be granted and then everyone can get on with the other, more important, stuff they have to do, usually not cooking.
PS When I say I want celebrity chefs to go away I didn't mean all of them, particularl Curtis Stone, he's nice!