This is what the inside of my stomach looked like after the Casserole Crazy Cook-Off. Minus the plates and stickers; I was too full to eat those.
The cook-off was fun in a competitive sort of way.
I was surprised by how seriously everyone took the competition. After they announced the winners (neither me nor one of the few people I had chatted with), may of the losers were visibly disturbed.
“Why didn’t mine win?” I overheard one woman bark at Harry Rosenblum, a judge (and co-owner of The Brooklyn Kitchen) while she severely violated his personal space. I felt bad for him, but Harry took it in stride: “Needed more flavor” he replied bluntly.
Two other brushes with fame: Emily Farris herself, the host and author of Casserole Crazy, and Cathy Erway, author of the blog Not Eating Out in New York and gracious last-minute fill-in judge. I am also indebted to Cathy for the above photo, since I was too hot and greasy to take a proper picture myself.
