
Last night's episode of
Top Chef (I
warned you I liked the show!) was about fish, a critter I really must learn to cook and eat more of.
Say it fast, and
Top Chef sounds like a Russian name: "Comrade Topchev, where is my lunch? Must I go out and hunt it myself? I will, you know, and when I get back, I
will deal with you."
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