*hands* i don't even know anymore???
>.>
Spencer's show was called "The Spencer Smith Cooking Hour." The producers hadn't been sure that such a simple title would draw anyone's attention, but it had. It was currently the 3rd most viewed cooking show on television, and the most popular according to dozens of on-line viewer polls. Anyone around the world could watch Spencer Smith cook in a choice of over 20 languages. His two year run as a 'food specialist', who dropped in on failing restaurants and helped them rebuild their menus was still a popular bet for reruns. His even shorter stint on the reality show, "America's Top Chef", was still youtube gold.
Spencer sometimes didn't know how he got to this point.
No, actually he did. Because in Spencer's last year before graduating with a double major in Culinary Arts and Business, his class was invaded by a horde of producers, camera men, a blindingly white toothed tv host and his entourage. They were searching for potential candidates for "America's Top Chef", hoping to spice things up by recruiting a younger, hipper breed of candidates. Spencer harbored no illusions; he knew perfectly well that they did not sign him up for his steady hand, his sensitive palate, and his impeccable sense of color arrangement. No, they signed him up for his longish hair, girl jeans, fair skin, and 'appealing yet harmless androgynous quality.'
Which was precisely why he showed up on the first day of shooting with a promising beard growth, a denim headband and matching vest, and a bright yellow t shirt proclaiming his love for Naked Co-Ed Cooking. He'd kept the girl's jeans though; they showed his legs to an advantage.
Spencer's show was called "The Spencer Smith Cooking Hour." The producers hadn't been sure that such a simple title would draw anyone's attention, but it had. It was currently the 3rd most viewed cooking show on television, and the most popular according to dozens of on-line viewer polls. Anyone around the world could watch Spencer Smith cook in a choice of over 20 languages. His two year run as a 'food specialist', who dropped in on failing restaurants and helped them rebuild their menus was still a popular bet for reruns. His even shorter stint on the reality show, "America's Top Chef", was still youtube gold.
Spencer sometimes didn't know how he got to this point.
No, actually he did. Because in Spencer's last year before graduating with a double major in Culinary Arts and Business, his class was invaded by a horde of producers, camera men, a blindingly white toothed tv host and his entourage. They were searching for potential candidates for "America's Top Chef", hoping to spice things up by recruiting a younger, hipper breed of candidates. Spencer harbored no illusions; he knew perfectly well that they did not sign him up for his steady hand, his sensitive palate, and his impeccable sense of color arrangement. No, they signed him up for his longish hair, girl jeans, fair skin, and 'appealing yet harmless androgynous quality.'
Which was precisely why he showed up on the first day of shooting with a promising beard growth, a denim headband and matching vest, and a bright yellow t shirt proclaiming his love for Naked Co-Ed Cooking. He'd kept the girl's jeans though; they showed his legs to an advantage.