Pamela Anderson has effortlessly charmed audiences with her cooking show, proving that authenticity, charisma, and a willingness to learn matter far more than flashy branding or royal titles.
Meghan Markle, on the other hand, attempted her own culinary series, and the result was anything but a success. While Pamela’s show captivates with its vibrant setting, engaging content, and useful cooking tips, Meghan’s effort comes across as yet another self-centered project wrapped in sentimental fluff rather than substance. From the very start, Pamela’s show feels genuine and inviting. She doesn’t pretend to be a master chef but instead embraces her limitations with humor and curiosity.
A perfect example is her galette moment—she openly admits she has never quite nailed it, and instead of brushing past the challenge, she listens to the chef’s advice, learning a simple yet effective trick: freezing vegan butter. It’s practical, insightful, and above all, real. In contrast, Meghan struggles to exude the same down-to-earth appeal. It’s difficult to imagine her ever admitting to a mistake, just as she never truly acknowledged the failure of her first Netflix venture. If anything went wrong in her kitchen, it would likely be spun into an overly sentimental speech about how perfection doesn’t matter, only joy.
Visually, Pamela’s show is a feast for the eyes. The kitchen is stunning, the atmosphere is warm and inviting, and even Pamela herself exudes effortless charm, casually dressed in jeans and a t-shirt with minimal makeup, yet still radiating natural beauty. Meanwhile, Meghan’s production raises questions—did the crew discreetly dispose of her dishes to avoid a raw-vegetable-induced health hazard? Her apparent lack of culinary expertise and questionable kitchen hygiene don’t exactly inspire confidence. Even small yet crucial details, like washing hands before cooking, are emphasized in Pamela’s show, reinforcing a sense of professionalism and care. Meghan, working with raw ingredients, doesn’t seem to have the same attention to cleanliness—just another sign of her disconnect from the essence of cooking.
Pamela’s success largely stems from her natural curiosity and willingness to learn. She asks thoughtful questions, listens attentively, and genuinely wants to improve. Her humor, self-awareness, and ability to laugh at herself make the show both entertaining and relatable. Meghan, however, appears more concerned with making herself the centerpiece of the experience rather than the food. Instead of focusing on the craft, she turns the show into yet another vehicle for her self-image. As the Toronto Sun aptly put it, comparing Meghan’s Netflix series to Pamela’s feels like an insult—to Pamela.
Pamela’s cooking show is a triumph—visually appealing, informative, and refreshingly entertaining. Meghan’s? Let’s just say it’s best avoided, especially before dinner unless frustration is an ingredient you enjoy with your meal. Even the Toronto Star, a publication that once leaned in her favor, seems to have grown weary of her approach. When you’ve lost them, it’s a clear sign the audience has moved on. If you’re looking for a cooking show that’s actually worth your time, Pamela’s is the one to watch. Even if you’re not vegan, you’ll likely walk away with a few useful tips—and, at the very least, you’ll be spared an hour of self-indulgent monologues masquerading as entertainment.
