Tue. February 26
The Joylessness of Cooking
by Mark Tapson
Call it the American Idolization of food television. Cooking competition shows a là the music industry’s mega-hyped, mega-successful talent showcase have proliferated in the last several years, to the point of absurdity (Cupcake Wars, anyone?). Networks have discovered that, like American Idol and its imitators like The Voice and Duets, such shows cook up booming business. But something crucial is lost in the race for ratings.
The Food Network used to thrive on the standard celebrity chef cooking instruction shows like Everyday Italian with the glamorous Giada DeLaurentiis, Paula’s Home Cooking with downhome Paula Deen, Thirty Minute Meals with superstar Rachael Ray, and Barefoot Contessa with Ina Garten, who disappointingly is not actually a barefoot contessa. Those shows, or variations thereof featuring the same hosts, still anchor the network’s weekday schedule, but its prime time lineup now is given over almost entirely to cooking competitions.
Here’s a list just off the top of my head: Iron Chef, Iron Chef America, Next Iron Chef, Next Food Network Star, Throwdown, Chopped, Cupcake Wars, Dinner: Impossible, The Taste, Rachel vs. Guy Celebrity Cook-off, Bobby’s Dinner Battle, Food Network Challenge, Halloween Wars, Last Cake Standing, Food Feuds, Food Fights, Ready…Set…Cook!, Sweet Genius, Ultimate Recipe Showdown, Worst Cooks in America, Chef Wanted, Chefs vs. City, Next Great Baker. You get the idea.
A variation on these is restaurant-themed competition shows, often in which the host has to get a failing restaurant shipshape under an insanely pressing deadline: Restaurant: Impossible, 3 Days to Open, 24-Hour Restaurant Battle, The Great Food Truck Race, etc. Don’t forget shows in which chefs or caterers hustle to get their businesses off the ground, like Chef Academy or Chef Roblé & Co (these shows aren’t all on the Food Network; they appear on the Cooking Channel–owned by the same company–Bravo, and others. Top Chef and Top Chef: Just Desserts appear on Bravo, for instance).
What all these shows have in common is the artificially generated drama of strong-willed personalities competing to win under a ticking clock, often before a panel of stern, hypercritical judges to the accompaniment of tense, ominous music. The drama is ramped up even further when abrasive egos clash, making for what people often cynically refer to as “good television”–a phrase that usually implies not so much satisfying, edifying entertainment as empty spectacle.
What all these shows too often lack, sadly, is an emphasis on the joy of cooking*–the simple but deep satisfaction of creating delicious food, infusing it with love, and sharing it with your friends and family and even strangers. What the frenzied competitions rarely, if ever, convey is the kind of meaningful appreciation for food found in more intimate instruction shows like Everyday Italian or Barefoot Contessa, which do indeed end with the hostesses sharing their creations with grateful friends and family.
As a guy who formerly held a typical guy’s attitude toward food (buy it ready-made, shove as much of it in your mouth as fast as you can, and then forget about it), I had never truly appreciated either the making of good food or the enjoyment of it until my food blogger wife opened up that radically different experience for me. Married to her, I not only see what joy and care she puts into the making of her food for her family, I can taste them. Cooking for someone isn’t just about going through the motions to fill their belly and yours–it’s an act of love. It’s a humbling, generous, ennobling act of love.
And that joyful aspect is sadly trampled in the noisy, nerve-wracking competition shows and their desperation for television ratings.
* Irma Rombauer’s 1931 cooking classic The Joy of Cooking was selected by the New York Public Library as one of the 150 most important and influential books of the twentieth century.
Mark Tapson, a Hollywood-based writer and screenwriter, is a Shillman Journalism Fellow at the David Horowitz Freedom Center. He focuses on the politics of popular culture.





My wife is an absolutely phenomenal chef. I love to eat but not until recently did I develop an interest in cooking. After suffering some initial lesser successes I started to surprise even myself. My wife is a great teacher and very thankful that I do the grocery shopping and share the cooking.
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This article is right on. Back in the halcyon days of the 1980′s, TV cooking was on PBS and
featured world class chefs preparing a full meal. Then like everything else in American society, cooking dropped a notch to meet the “self-esteem” level of the hoi polloi. What passes for cooking on TV now could be best presented on a Carnival cruise.
TV producers get in a huddle and decide that a certain kind of drama gets ratings. A lot of otherwise inoffensive shows about renovating cars or redecorating homes get turned into a silly melodrama about unreasonable deadlines and peevish little staff conflicts.
I love to eat. I love to cook. I love to read about food and cooking. But I have no interest in those shows! I do like drama, but I don’t want drama about cooking. I want to learn new things.
As far as The Joy of Cooking, the spine on my copy is broken (it’s only 15 years old) because I have used it so much. I have finally learned – thanks to the analyses that Cooks Illustrated does – that if the recipe tells me to let the dough rest for 20 minutes that I really need to do it.
(Of course, I could also just have listened to my grandmother, who told me the same thing. She had only an 8th grade education, but she had generations of cooking and baking wisdom to pass down.)
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The previous posts make a lot of sense. I am much more interested in “how” fine food is prepared than watching all of the human drama.
I am a huge fan of Discovery channel but alas they too are consumed by focusing on human conflict. “Gold Rush” is great but I cringe when the producers focus on that idiot Todd Hoffman. Thank God for DVRs and the fast forward button (please take note producers of these shows). Just about the only show that I care about the characters is “Moonshiners”.
I think what it gets down to is, as adults, we understand that the greatest impediment to the success of any business venture is its people. They can make or break a company. After a grueling day at the office why would I want to come home and watch more idiotic human behavior on television?
Nice gut check for the reality-food-TV zeitgeist. I think you are right about what’s missing.
My weekend involved being woken up at 3 am because my six-year-old was puking on my family room rug. Then, after spending some quality time with our steam cleaner, I managed to get to sleep, only to be woken up again and told that I missed the spot of vomit on the couch.
Redemption came me when I stayed home from church with Sicko and made grilled teriyaki chicken and pineapple, cast-iron cornbread, and a spinach strawberry and pecan salad with a fennel seed vinaigrette. Though tasty, it wouldn’t have saved me from elimination on a competition show. But I still got a lot of pleasure out of serving the non-sick members of my family a meal we could enjoy together.
Greg, the food sounds great! Sorry about the kid-puke.