Hate is a strong word, especially for thermometers

There’s a 10-minute segment of Gordon Ramsey determining food is appropriately cooked by color and fingers (although some of the pieces were so ridiculously raw even I could have fingered the meat and concluded it was raw).

After the chef-wannabes repeatedly fail to meet expectations of their daddy, one chef decides to use a thermometer to make sure she gets it right.

“A thermometer. The day we need that to cook a breast of chicken — you, get out.”

I have no idea why people watch this crap, although we all have our own crap, and as master salesmen Herb Tarlek said decades ago, tacky sells. Thanks to my military friend for sending it along.