Friday, April 9, 2010

Monsters and Critics Review of Private Chefs of Beverly Hills

Apparently, according to April MacIntrye at, I'm "statuesque" with a "rapier wit."

I'll take it!!!

Thank you, April, for the great review.

Tonight bows the premiere of Food Network's first foray into what they call a "docu-soap" but really is more a heightened reality series that veers into straight up comedy at times.

The effort is refreshingly entertaining and gives us all a vicarious peek inside the lives of people with so much money they honestly don't know what to do with it.

Meet the "Private Chefs of Beverly Hills" premiering Friday (tonight), April 9 at 10pm ET/PT, as this new series takes six interesting chefs who work together in pairs for assignments from the mothership: Big City Chefs, which is a full-service catering and private chef agency that has a roster of rich, famous and infamous people who need the good eats tout de suite.

Anyone who works in a service related profession, whether you are doing hair, makeup, decorating, cooking and nanny-ing know the game: Once a contract has been struck for your services, you're their bitch until the allotted task and time are over. Not easy for those who cannot sublimate ego and smile while your inner child wants to eviscerate the paying client.
Big City Chefs is the premiere agency for personal chefs in Beverly Hills. Tonight you will meet some of their top chefs who work kitchen magic. Producers picked an interesting mix of personalities to deliver to the TV audiences.

The premiere episode features three vignettes of real Big City clients who agreed to allow cameras to film their events. Two of the chefs, Jesse Brune and Manouschka Guerrier, are to make a human and canine menu for a private dog club where a slobbering little bulldog named Pumpkin is having a doggie debutante party to meet the local bitches and studs. Chef Jesse Brune is a natural for the camera and has some of the best moments and impromptu lines, as he and his chef partner are driven insane by an older female client who keeps changing the game plane for the menu as they work.

Two chefs are assigned a wealthy woman's Botox party at her home in a bid to stoke business and build clientele. The two who are partnered are chefs Stuart O’Keeffe, an Irish looker who has a natural charm (go figure) and a pretty blond named Brooke Peterson, who is aghast when they suggest she might entertain the idea of Botox herself.

Their segment is a slice of LA life where people look for flaws and faults in the mirror in a bid to keep up with their plastic surgery obsessed friends, and wind up looking like the Joker or get the Puffer-Fish face due to too much filler, very bad looks any way you slice it, but commonplace here in Tinseltown.

The last two chefs we meet are the charismatic duo of statuesque chef Sasha Perl-Raver who dishes with a rapier wit and chef Brian Hill, a smooth talker. They get to go "Glamping" and cook for rich dudes (this whole show revolves around The Rich) and one particular "glamper" is a restaurant owner/chef who micromanages the two. The chefs are given a spit and some wood, no real stoves or culinary tools or electricity. They pull a miracle out of their chef's aprons while their tongues are bleeding from trying to manage Mark the "hovering" chef.

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