The great marathon of high-end culinary art returns – proving once again that the standard of cooking in some parts of the country is far, far higher than others. Although that dubious regionality still shines through. This year’s crop were a fine mismatched gaggle of misfits, with the finals being contested by a sweary posher, a nice-to-a-fault vegan, an egocentric genius, a creepy bald guy, and supporting on canapes was a total prick with Jason Priestley eyebrows. This season’s ping-word: The Olympic Torch.

Great British Menu 2024
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