Back when we had satellite TV, Jackie and I used to enjoy watching Iron Chef (and anything else on the Food Network!). Today as I cooked supper I couldn't help but think, they ain't got NOTHING on me. Why? Do you seriously think Morimoto could cook with a baby wailing in the background, a toddler at his feet pulling all the spare pots and pans from the cabinet, and a preschooler saying, "Can I help you?" over and over. Even if he could, would the whole family (even the picky preteen) eat what he cooked? I think not.
Consider this a challenge Morimoto. And if you're reading this Bobby Flay, I'm up for a throw down.