This is going to be a rather off beat post, as if the whole last year wasn’t off beat enough for my blog.
Since moving to Denmark, there’s been one thing that’s been constant the whole time: Every night except Saturday, at 7pm (19:00 for the Europeans), MasterChef Australia 2011 has been on. We’ve watched the entire season, and other than maybe the first week, the only episodes I’ve missed were when I went back to Vancouver to defend my thesis and one or two nights when we visited with friends. That’s probably a good hundred or shows that we’ve watched.
From MasterChef, I’ve dutifully read the Danish subtitles and “reverse-engineered” enough Danish to be able to read the written language. Everything I’ve bought at the grocery store has been enabled by the words for food I’ve worked out from the tv show. Additionally, I’ve followed the contestants and learned and tried new recipes from the show. We even adjusted our dinner time to match the time slot for MasterChef, so that we could make it a part of our evening.
It has been one of the few scheduled items of our life in Denmark.
I’m sad that it is now over. Even more so, I’m depressed that it’s being replaced by “Backstage with Oprah Winfrey” or whatever it’s called. I’m *really* not a big Oprah fan.
So, as strange as this is, thank you Master Chef. Thanks for teaching me Danish. Thanks for entertaining me for nearly five months, and thanks for all the recipes. I’m going to miss you, and my evenings won’t be the same anymore.