I think there’s a point with all this haute cuisine/fine /concept dining cobblers where they’re all clearly spinning a line in bullshit to one another, but Then of course it’s reciprocal…
None of them can say that the other’s food is actually pointless, pretentious shite because then the Jig would be up for all of them…
So they blow smoke up each other’s arses (probably infused with Truffles) and charge a bomb… Plebs can eat it too, but we’ll stay quiet in case we’re accused of being ignorant…
The Bake off’s better, shit loads of butter and sugar loaded pastry and cake…