Is he using a metal whisk on a Teflon-coated saucepan?? Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, say he's not. Later as he's pouring the last of the béchamel over the top of the lopsided casserole, you can see that he never removed the label stuck to the bottom of the pan and it's all burned.
Definitely not a cruise ship.
I think he recently talked about working on a private yacht where it was only him and one other cook in the galley. IIRC he said they cooked for about 20 people. He could have also worked on a cruise ship but if he did I'll bet he was a prep cook in the garde manger, at best. Not that I'm the arbiter of who is qualified and who isn't, but it's strange with him. He seems to be skilled in some things (as if based on repetition) and absolutely clueless in others.
Just when I think everything has gotten as ridiculous as it can be, it gets worse. Just when I think she couldn't be more delusional,
she gets worse. Who really gives a rat's ass what Chantal said about her mother? I don't think even her
mother gives a rat's ass what she said about her. Right, Nader. I'm sure Chantal's step-dad is going to find out she told you her mom...what? Cheated? Oh, yeah, for sure he's going to completely take your word for that and immediately file for divorce. Right, Chantal. I'm sure now that Dee Dee knows "Melanie from the STI clinic" called for Nader she's going to run screaming into the night, never to return. Good Lord I wish you two would get back together and stay together this time so you can keep each other occupied and safely away from the rest of us. Run, Imaginary Morocco Man. Run, and just keep running, and don't look back.
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And side note, I don’t think I’ve ever noticed another human being, extend their neck whilst guzzling from a can and exhibit their adams apple not moving visibly up and down, the fat shite.
What? You mean Chantal? Women don't have Adam's apples. Am I completely missing a joke, or what you meant, or something? I have the distinct feeling I'm about to get a shitload of dumbs.