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If you were to ask the Sisters I live with what my favorite TV show is, they would probably say Chopped.<\/i><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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It’s true. I really am very passionate the show Chopped<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

If you’ve never watched, here’s the premise. Each episode is a competition between four chefs. There are three rounds: appetizer (in 20 minutes), main course and dessert (in 30 minutes each). One person is eliminated each round, depending on the evaluations of the panel of three judges in the categories of taste, presentation and creativity. Besides the challenging time limits of each round, the other thing that makes the show really interesting is the major catch: for each round of cooking, the chefs are given a basket of four mystery ingredients that they must somehow incorporate into their dishes. Squid ink, day-old french fries, stale waffles, ghost peppers, pig snout — the basket almost always contains something bizarre or seemingly impossible. I become amazed with what the chefs manage to create so quickly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It’s great television, the sort of stuff our culture just eats up<\/a> (at least now). Chopped<\/em> can be dramatic, creative and even informative. I learn a little every time I watch. Sure, it’s reality TV full of all types of personalities and competition. But at its basic core, it’s a cooking show that teaches me how to be a better cook.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On any ordinary day, my mind can easily wander into a Chopped<\/em> daydream. I wonder if I’d be calm or frantic if I were in a timed cooking competition. I daydream about new foods and cooking techniques that I learned on the show. I look forward to my weekly cook night because then I can I can try out a Chopped<\/i> inspired idea that I am excited about, or simply challenge myself to prepare a tasty, creative and beautiful meal for the Sisters in limited time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even though I daydream about it, thoroughly enjoy it and am inspired by it, I actually hesitate to say that Chopped<\/em> is my favorite TV show. This is due, in part, to my social awareness and my desires for Gospel-centered social justice. I have some serious questions about the show. My Chopped<\/em> daydreams have also found me wondering: How much food gets thrown away in a taping of an episode? How much fuel was used to get the food and the people to the studio in New York? How were the animals treated before they became food? Who were the farmers that grew the vegetables and what are their farming practices? What are the working conditions in the food factories? How has earth been impacted by <\/em>Chopped? Who can actually afford to buy the fanciest basket ingredients contestants get to use? Who eats all the extra food in the kitchen’s fridge and pantry?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Despite my numerous questions and concerns, I am not going to be boycotting Chopped. <\/em>I don’t think it would do any good for me to do so. Plus, I actually have found that watching the show has helped me remain mindful of some of my religious convictions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n