Honestly? We do. We get two great shows now. You want a foolproof, tested-to-death American apple pie? Watch ATK. You want to learn how to make Yemeni lamb stew with a burnt tomato sauce? Settle in with Kimball on Milk Street.
He’s still that guy. The one with the slightly smug smile when he cracks an egg one-handed. The one who tells you not to crowd the pan. The one who makes you feel like a kitchen god even when you’re just boiling pasta.
So, next time you’re in the grocery store and you see a man in a bow tie examining avocados with the intensity of a bomb disposal expert, give a little nod. That’s the vibe. That’s the method. And whether you love him or find him intensely annoying, he changed how we cook. And he did it while wearing a very specific shade of blue.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go preheat my oven to exactly 375°F. Because Kimball said so. And he’s never wrong.
