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Coming off of Memorial Day weekend, you undoubtedly have seen countless websites across the internet flooded with barbecue-related content. And this blog is no different. To celebrate the holiday that officially launches grilling season, I’ve decided to pay tribute to the most famous Jew-fro in the barbecuing world, Sir Steven Raichlen.
Raichlen and his poufy Jew-fro have been staples on PBS, hosting two different shows over the past 10 years. He has also written 18 cookbooks, including one called Healthy Jewish Cooking. Widely regarded as the foremost expert on BBQ, Raichlen has received many awards for his cookbooks and has appeared on numerous TV shows demonstrating his cooking techniques. Still, I’ll bet most people have never even heard of him.
Unfortunately, when people here the phrase “barbecue expert” Bobby Flay is the person most likely to come to mind. Appearing on approximately 60% of all Food Network programming, Flay has become the ugly, goyishe, ginger face of grilling. And consistent with all of the Food Network’s hosts, he is pretty irritating and abrasive. No idea why, but the network thinks his arrogant and pugnacious demeanor (like his show where he goes to famous restaurants and forces the owner into a battle over who can make their signature dish better) is supposed to endear him to his audience. Well, I’m not buying it. I’d watch Raichlen’s humble and nerdy delivery any day of the week.
Continuing this soapbox time, I’d also like to point out that Bobby Flay makes the same damn food each time. He throws a couple poblano peppers on the grill, adds some kind of meat covered in a pseudo-Mexican marinade and calls it dinner. On the other hand, Raichlen teaches you how to grill all kinds of ethnic food using a whole bunch of different techniques. While I’d put my money on Flay if the two ever got into fisticuffs, I would much rather eat anything that Raichlen cooked. Although I would have to watch out for loose Jew-fro hairs – the guy looks like a shedder.
Let me start by saying I don’t know much about Josh Groban. As I am neither a 14-year-old girl nor 40-year-old woman, I know nearly nothing about his body of work, his personal life, or anything else. But there is something I do know. With a face and hair like that, the guy is totally Jewish:
Interestingly enough, the one song that I know by Josh Groban is his version of O Holy Night. Now, it may be weird for a Jewish boy to have profited off a Christmas song the way he did, but like many Jewish singers and songwriters before him, Groban simply knows how to make a buck. And while his grandmother might be thinking “holy night, shmoly night,” Groban and his Jew-fro are currently plotting to record another Christmas song so he can extort even more money from the goyim.