There’s a fine line between genius and freak, and I think British uber-chef /Mr. Magoo clone Heston Blumenthal has crossed it. His restaurant, The Fat Duck, is known for menus that read as whimsical to some, pretentious and/or ridiculous to others (Ex: snail porridge, Mad Hatter’s Tea Party with Mock Turtle Soup, Pocket Watch and Toast Sandwich; a risotto made with something called umbles).
“I think I taste umami!”
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Regardless of what you think of Blumenthal’s food, his recent interview with the Guardian is sure to offend. Apparently, Blumethal likes to use tampons as palate cleansers, as their absorbency allows him to taste “richness, creaminess, and sweetness more intensely.”
I’m not sure what I find more disturbing: the path that led Blumenthal to make this astonishing discovery, or the image of him in his restaurant kitchen, sucking on a Tampax. Coming soon to a menu near you: “OB amuse-bouche.”
Oh that’s so wrong! And I can’t imagine it’d feel very nice on the tongue…
Talk about “cottonmouth….”
Or let’s not! haha
I apologize for taking it here, but my brother just asked me if I thought Heston makes blood sausage. I should hope not.
Forget about serving seasonal food. There’s some stuff he only serves one week out of the month.