Honest, this is my FINAL comment on the show.
I was obviously hiding the events of last night's show in my previous write up. Once again, thanks for all of your kind words, it is amazing to see that people support what you are trying to do and also to see that some of you do actually have a love of Great British tucker.
I went to pieces when it really mattered and it made for very uncomfortable viewing for me. I have never broken my heart so much in all my life and I'm glad the they edited out the real whooping noises I was making for a good 15 minutes. That was how much it meant at that time. I knew what was going through my head at that moment. Insanity comes to mind. From being happy, smiling and confident (that is confident as opposed to arrogant!), enjoying every minute and throwing myself into each challenge with enthusiasm, I suddenly felt like I had 'hit the wall' and my standard dipped to poor proportions. I have experimented and served that dish up so many times and tested it on friends and family. Each time it looked and tasted great, it was my dish for the critics meal and I was so confident it would work. How wrong I was! It was cringe worthy serving that terrible plate up to professional critics, I knew they would rip it apart. Rightly so, I was evicted and I have no complaints. It's a fair cop and all that.
What the show has done for me is simply give me a bit of belief in what I have been believing in for a long time. Yes, my food isn't the prettiest of things and it appeared that it never was going to be. I'm never going to be a Michelin type cook. It will always remain honest and gutsy and filling and I'm proud of that. But more importantly, I want to uncover some of these Great British classics and try to get people more interested in food of their own area, being proud of it and singing it from the rooftops. What is wrong with a bit of suet stuffed with delicious ingredients? Or a slab of beautiful roast aged beef with seasonal vegetables? There are so many hidden gems that were originally invented from a need for survival that should be more prevalent on our landmark. It is the food I love and that is what I wanted to show on MasterChef, as opposed to changing for the sake of winning a competition. As much as I would loved to have won, the right people are in the final 3 as they are on their own missions and their own learning curve. They are learning from their mistakes and adapting as opposed to my bullheaded belief in big bold British plates of food. I regret nothing as I cannot explain my meltdown. That's life!
It will make for a fascinating final week and I'm torn between who I want to win. Good people with great ideas and a massive belief and love in food and their own conviction. Nothing wrong with that I have to say.
Tomorrow I will get back to what I have been doing on here for ages, and writing a good old British recipe that I'm sure will be loved by some and hated by others. What a rubbish world we would live in if we all agreed eh?! Food is subjective, fascinating and for me, the perfect subject for conversation and debate. But nothing beats opening up your mind and eating it, enjoying it and loving it.