Meghan Markle, the self-proclaimed culinary expert and queen of fabricated relatability, has once again graced our screens—this time with a Netflix cooking show.
The woman who has spent years carefully crafting an image of down-to-earth charm, all while draped in designer couture and ensuring she's the focal point of every conversation, now wants to teach the world how to cook. And by "teach," we mean awkwardly fumble with a knife as if it’s the first time she’s ever encountered one outside the refined atmosphere of a Michelin-starred restaurant.
It all began when an unfortunate clip surfaced online, showing Meghan attempting to chop produce. And by "attempting," we mean gripping the knife like a toddler handed a plastic plaything for the first time. Social media erupted with disbelief at the absurdity of someone dispensing cooking advice who couldn’t even master the most basic kitchen skill—holding a knife without seeming like she was moments away from an unfortunate accident. Reddit, as expected, was particularly ruthless. "So we're supposed to learn cooking tips and tricks from someone who doesn’t even hold a chef’s knife properly?" one unimpressed user scoffed. Another added, "Bon Appétit, America’s Test Kitchen, Le Cordon Bleu—they all have tutorials on this. Not one of them involves whatever the hell Meghan is doing."
Even professional chefs couldn’t resist weighing in. Michelin-starred chef Tom Shepherd diplomatically noted that Meghan’s technique "leaves a lot to be desired"—which is chef-speak for "this woman has never cooked a day in her life." He elaborated that she was using the wrong knife, holding it incorrectly, and overall making the entire process resemble a parody rather than an actual cooking demonstration. Meanwhile, Chef John-Paul Hutchins didn’t bother with sugarcoating. Watching her awkwardly position her index finger on the spine of the blade, he bluntly declared, "This is not stable." He warned that her technique could lead to hand strain, wrist fatigue, and possibly even the loss of a fingertip or two—not that anyone would wish such a thing upon her. Well, almost anyone.
Naturally, her wardrobe choice had to be just as impractical as her knife skills. Because what better way to convince the world you’re a "real home cook" than by donning a shirt with long, billowy sleeves while brandishing a dangerously sharp object? Nothing says "authenticity" quite like the very real possibility of setting yourself on fire or dragging your sleeve through a bowl of tomato sauce.
