MR. DEMILLE, I’M almost READY FOR MY CLOSEUP…
One of the great things about appearing as a judge on Iron Chef America is that you are treated like a big shot for a day and a half in New York City. One of the worst things about it is that you actually have to work at being witty, informed and charming for six and a half hours under the lights, with crowds and cameras present….while eating and chewing. It was more than worth it, but it was also more than a little nerve-wracking.
Read all about my almost meltdown after the jump, or click here to hear about my panic attack at the Food Network studios.