pubs 23 July 2008
I caught a bit of Gordon Ramsay turning around a pub tonight – compulsive viewing. I also love watching Hell’s Kitchen US at the moment. I am trying not to FOLLOW it and be hooked, which means I am not really allowed consult the paper for tv listings (no teletext) in case I plan my day around those – by the by, I am the one who has imposed these rules, not Himself, as I am the one with the book and tv treatment to deliver. Still, he was enthralled by the pub programme tonight and who wouldn’t have been. It was compulsive, brink-of-disaster stuff. In fairness to the couple who ran the pub, it was hard for them to change the ways of a lifetime but they made a very good fist of it and mostly – dunno if it was deference to a slightly different generation or what – Gordon didn’t swear as much as usual…he was almost kindly. And I love him all the more for that. I have never tasted his food so that will have to be the next step. I did try once to get a table at his only restaurant in Ireland, on the Powerscourt Estate in Wicklow, and although the place was empty we were assured no table was available (3 of us) which I found poor as we didn’t want to stay long and a good Maitre d’ always has a table (or so I have been told by good Maitre d’s). Anyhow I love him nonetheless. But mostly I LURV Richard Corrigan – he’s my favourite chef and I love Bentleys in London more than is right. Just so you know.
