locker room for the last 365 days.
MasterChef has some of the most enticing ingredients on the planet.
...and then there's this thing.
We told the contestants that the sea urchins were deadly dangerous.
They'll believe pretty much anything we tell them.
Much in the same way that the audience will believe anything we tell them.
Like, for instance, a blind girl was the best cook.
Gordon's buddy David Beckham showed up one day.
Guy Savoy catches on to my surreptitious photo-taking.
Now that Season 3 of MasterChef has come to a close, it's time for a photo retrospective.
in a warehouse in the blighted city of Lynwood, California.
Making an encore appearance: the scores of fake produce crates.
"I ain't no bum, Mick! I ain't no bum!"
The first Team Challenge: cooking at Camp Pendleton.
This is the Sikorsky CH-53E Super Stallion, the U.S. military's biggest helicopter.
It blew our crew off its feet (and nearly toppled the jib camera).
Someone tell the talent that this is gonna be louder than the limo they're used to.
Even though I'm Hollywood scum, the colonel was very nice to me.
We got million-dollar props and hundreds of extremely overqualified extras thanks to you, the U.S. taxpayer!
The next time the bladder leakage product company Poise decides to sponsor a sweepstakes, perhaps they ought to avoid one that ends with "or bust."