Gordon Ramsay's latest TV spectacle debuts tonight on Fox. MasterChef will be a show featuring the best homecooks across the nation vying for a pretty great monetary prize and the chance to do something culinary, I'm guessing... maybe open a small restaurant, coffee shop, or just spend their winnings on new kitchen appliances and cookware and turn into another reality star-slash-homecook.
For me, however, tonight's show will be bittersweet. You see, back in January of this year, I auditioned for the show. It was quite the anti-climactic audition, and I walked away thinking that my audition experience would make for some good party conversation. What I didn't realize was that my audition in January wasn't my last audition for the show.
In the insanity that is a 9-5 job, I forgot to mention on this little blog that I was actually called back a few weeks after that initial cattle-call. On my way to a work lunch, I received a phone call on my cell phone, and I let the call ring to my voicemail since I didn't recognize the number. The caller left a message, saying, "Hi Rebecca, my name is ___, I work for Reveille, the production company for MasterChef. We wanted to see if you are free to come in for a second audition and interview, since we feel you would be great as someone with a strong Latin food background..."
I WAS FLOORED! If you read my previous blog about my first audition in January, then you would be shocked about this phone call too. Apparently, the production company must have read my application. There were sooo many questions on it, I didn't really think that anyone would actually read all of the answers. So at one point, I started answering the questions with some, uh, 'intersting' answers... In fact, if memory serves me correct, I answered the question, "Tell us one thing about you that we would never know by looking at you" with:
"Well, you would never know by looking at me that I am a Magna Cum Laude graduate, a member of the Phi Beta Kappa honors society, and..." another 'interesting' fact about myself that I will not share on this here forum.
That must have been why I got the callback - I'm sure of it... I called the production studio back and arranged for a follow-up audition the very next week.
Reveille's offices are conveniently located just minutes away from the offices of my job at the time, and so it was a breeze to go after work. The second audition was an on-camera interview, and I was ready. I had called my girlfriend who works in reality casting, and she gave me some great tips for the second audition. I drank two huge cups of coffee right before my interview, so you could say my energy levels were 'a bit higher' than usual. Okay, I was bouncing off the walls.
The interviewer asked me a number of questions about where I get my cooking inspiration, what my most embarrassing cooking experience is, and even a general embarrassing story about myself. Apparently I was under the effects of a caffeine induced delirium, because I spilled my guts with one of the most embarrassing stories of my life, which had the interviewer lying on the ground holding her stomach in pain from laughter, and ended with me making the interviewer swear that my video interview would never end up on YouTube or the net. Let's hope for her sake I don't have to hunt her down one day.
Unfortunately, after all my preparation and energy and enthusiasm, I did not make it past the second round. In fact, I thought I saw another Latina in the lobby of the Reveille offices as I was leaving, so perhaps she put on a better show than I did. But I do look forward to watching this show and seeing what "could have been" for me. Who knows if I had made it to the end anyway. But I'm pretty sure, knowing me, I would have probably added another few public embarrassing life moments to my repertoire.
I'm pretty sure the Universe was trying to save me some pain and anguish.