Earlier this month, after weeks of cook-offs and focus groups and pilot pitches, the finale of Food Network Star came down to two fledgling cheftestants. One was lucky to be there, having managed to survive the competition despite flashing questionable culinary skills and failing to demonstrate adequate food authority, presenting repetitive dishes that had more style than substance, lasting from week after week almost entirely due to their charming, fun, magnetic personality, despite a marked absence of ability, professionalism and on-camera talent. And the other finalist was pie-man Rodney Henry.
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In the latest Guy Fieri news, it seems that some of the restaurateurs featured on Fieri’s signature Food Network program, Diners, Drives & Dives, have found that life ain’t so grand after the “love, peace and taco grease” man rolls through town. Sure, according to this NY Times article, the complaint is that the restaurants have now become too popular, with regular patrons now being edged out by tourists and “Triple D” enthusiasts, which is a problem all restaurants wish they had. Still, the moral of the story is this: BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR IF WHAT YOU WISH FOR IS GUY FIERI. Also, THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE OF GUY FIERI.
The most disturbing revelation in the article, and indeed a legitimate complaint, is that Fieri often concocts his own artery blocking, gut busting, killer combo dishes in these kitchens, giving the impression that these are normal menu items. This was apparently the case at Fairfield, Connecticut’s Super Duper Weenie, where the Frankenstein, “a three-hot-dog, multirelish, cheese-and-condiment monster,” was invented by Fieri for the cameras. Now customers from all across the country, let’s call them “Fieri-heads,” come in requesting the item, only to be dissuaded from the heart attack-in waiting behemoth by the hot dog joint’s owner. There’s nothing worse than being lied to through food. Lesson learned: LOOSE FIERIS SINK SHIPS.
We actually had the good fortune to stop at Super Duper Weenie last spring. In fact, we had been trying to make pilgrimage for many years, well before the tiny restaurant was featured on the show, but found the place closed in our previous attempt. However, all it took to entice us was a billboard along I-95 (and an awesome name). We didn’t need Fieri to tell us to stop on our way to Boston and order a hot dog that doesn’t exist. No, our stomach is our compass. And when we finally made it to Super Duper Weenie, what did we encounter upon our arrival? A long line and the mark of Fieri.
So the question now becomes: is this the new scarlet letter for restaurants?
And it’d be dumb not to post this again:
NY Times via Grub Street
A Guy Fieri Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives supercut. Or should we say EXTREME-cut? We should say EXTREME-cut. It’s everything you need to know about Guy Fieri in 1:16:
So having watched that, what do you think? Did we nail it?
We nailed it.
(just a regular Thursday night, btw)
Some people said it couldn’t be done. Others asked specifically that it not be done. Most have no idea this even exists. But, despite all the doubters and naysayers and initiated, we’ve defied expectations and reached our one year anniversary. It was just a year ago today (or “was it only a year ago?”) that Jumped The Snark launched with the unveiling of the Judd Apatow Effect. Full disclosure: we felt pretty confident that our thoroughly researched and elaborately detailed chart was going to rocket us into the blogosphere, but the truth is that it’s a year later and readership hasn’t grown since that first week and we’ve still yet to be linked to on Pop Candy. But, despite Whitney’s constant rejection and a plateau in daily views, we’re committed delivering unneeded thoughts on SNL and unsolicited commentary on The Office and irrelevant Growing Pains videos and cheap shots at Guy Fieri and news on the Muppets that’s of no interest to anyone but me. That’s a Jumped The Snark guarantee.
If you’ve joined us thus far, we do humbly thank you for spending a few minutes patronizing this little site. If, for some odd reason, you googled “Jumped The Snark one year anniversary” and ended up on this blog for the first time, welcome. We’re happy to have you, even if we question the logic of your search terms.
It’s been a great first year. But we’re looking forward to bigger and better things in year two and beyond. As long as there are videos of TGIF sitcoms on YouTube we’ll be around. Now, let’s have some cake!
See you in the future!
Last decade I wrote semi-extensively about Guy Fieri and his Food & Rock’n’Roll Road Show, an extreme food, drink and music extravaganza. So imagine my excitement a couple months back when my brother called to tell me that he had tickets to that very show that very Thursday. Oh the delight! I’d finally get to see Guy Fieri live and “in concert.” I mean, the guy had been stalking me, so it only seemed fitting that I should see him as he righteously rolled through Los Angeles. So, then, imagine my disappointment when I found out my brother was actually calling to ask if I could babysit so he and his wife could attend the fiesta. A dream deferred.
All wasn’t lost, however, because as a thank you my brother gave me his signed copy of More Diners, Drive-Ins & Dives: A Drop-top Culinary Cruise Through America’s Finest and Funkiest Joints (and, I guess, he really had no need for two signed copies of More Diners, Drive-Ins & Dives: A Drop-top Culinary Cruise Through America’s Finest and Funkiest Joints). It wasn’t the same as seeing Fieri in person, the spotlight glistening off his backwards sunglasses and bleached spikes, but it was a nice token. A little piece of Fieri to hold onto forever. Yes, most certainly off da hook.
And that’s not all. They even captured video of the party, some of which I managed to hijack. So if you were curious about that 25 gallon margarita machine, or wondering how literal Fieri’s song choice would be, your prayers have been answered:
Food + Rock + 25 Gallon Margarita Machine + DJ = Guy Fieri Road Show!
Finally (!) more details have emerged about the Guy Fieri Road Show, where Food Meets Rock (again, finally!!!). In a Q&A with the LA Times Mr. Fieri answers all our burning questions about this unique concert/cooking experience. In talking about the origins of the show, Fieri thought “What if we take a cooking demonstration and fortify it with a lot of good music?. . . . Drive it to the next level?” And here, this whole time, I thought the idea is to fortify cooking with unique flavor profiles, or at least some essential vitamins and minerals. The good news? Fieri says that the show will be “everything they won’t let me do on TV,” which we presume means that he’ll now be allowed to wear his sunglasses properly and put on a pair of pants.
Gets even better! Want the chance to try a margarita made in a 6 ft, 25 gal mixer? How about the opportunity to sample The “Bomb” Calamari or “Maui Onion Straws?” Want to sit closer to the DJ who will be playing “everything from old school rock ‘n’ roll to theme-oriented stuff?” Well, for $250 you can sit on the stage and have your dream come true!
Via Pop Candy
I can’t even escape him at the coffee shop. I walk out of the bathroom and there he is, taunting me from the bulletin board.
Fine, Fieri. I’ll go. Now will you stop???
Notice how the poster explicitly states the show is a fusion of Food and Rock. Finally!
(Oh, and speaking of the coffee shop, I’m afraid I’m going to start hanging out all day making Cinammon Milk. Totally not extreme.)