Frickin Masterchef

I regularly used to go in to Adriano Zumbo's shop in Balmain to get my lunch or pick up a loaf of bread. Sadly I can't do that anymore because there's a queue 30 metres out the door and I don't have half an our to stand around while Masterchef fans piss about deciding between the olive and guava flavoured macaroons. I wish he had never been invited on that show. Today I had to settle for a chikken tikka roll. Sad.