Ok, so it was a slow day, but I can think of three reasons.
1. His Christmas specials are terrific (though this was the weakest of the three). A bunch of self-regarding celebrities (a tautology, surely) turn up hoping to grab some limelight and are slowly rendered speechless by the feast.
2. Within a few years all foodies will have a vacuum packer and bath for the slow-cooking of all meat, and will scoff at anyone doing it the old-fashioned way. I predict they'll be the taramasalata of the 2010s.
3. Anne hates him. In fact she even wrote to the Guardian to complain about his articles. So, having to put up with all manner of shite cookery programmes (Geezer and Chumps; Nigel surely too boring to be gay Slater; Nigella Fellates; Two Geordie Twats; and Saturday Fucking Kitchen, just for starters, lunch and dinner), it gives me great pleasure to watch one that has her huffing and puffing with dismay besides me.
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