Meghan’s grand finale didn’t unfold quite as she had envisioned. What was meant to be a warm, star-studded tribute to her culinary skills turned into something entirely different when one guest decided to change the script. Enter Alice Waters, who, after a brief moment of patience in preparing a salad, made an unceremonious exit.
It all began with Meghan inviting Waters to assist her in making brunch for the final episode of Feels Like Home. And by "assist," we mean doing most of the actual work while Meghan busied herself with an entirely different task—gift wrapping, with the kind of intensity usually reserved for the championship round of MasterChef. Viewers were even treated to a nostalgic anecdote about her struggling actor days, where she apparently moonlit as a gift-wrapping instructor. "Love is in the details," she chirped while carefully tying a ribbon, a sentiment that might have landed better had she not promptly overlooked the actual details of hosting.
The biggest question remained—was Alice even invited to the meal? The answer: absolutely not. Once she had dutifully washed the lettuce, she was done. No frittata, no polite small talk with Meghan’s carefully selected guests, and certainly no forced laughter at Meghan’s spontaneous toast. With the precision of a seasoned professional, Alice executed what can only be described as a masterclass in the Irish goodbye.
The entire situation bordered on absurd. Meghan, wide-eyed with admiration, all but knelt before Alice Waters, showering her with praise as if she had just encountered a divine being. And yet, somehow, that reverence didn’t extend to actually including her at the table. Instead, one of America’s most respected chefs was effectively reduced to kitchen duty before being sent on her way. Meghan, the self-proclaimed hospitality expert, treated Alice Waters like an overwhelmed intern on her first day. But Alice, ever the professional, saw exactly what was happening. She got in, she got out, and one can only imagine she made a beeline for the nearest farm-to-table restaurant—somewhere people actually knew what they were doing in a kitchen.
To make matters worse, this wasn’t just a scheduling mishap or an innocent oversight. Rumors suggest that tensions simmered behind the scenes, with whispers that Meghan wasn’t particularly keen on taking instruction from someone with actual culinary expertise. Imagine the audacity—inviting a world-renowned chef to your show and then refusing to let her, well, chef. No wonder Alice seemed to be mentally mapping out her escape before the salad was even plated.
Then came the grand finale: Meghan’s toast. The pièce de résistance of self-congratulatory monologues. Raising her glass, she declared, "I just want to raise a glass to you guys. Thank you for loving me so much." And there it was—the essence of With Love, Meghan, a spectacle both mesmerizing and baffling in equal measure. A show so deeply devoted to Meghan’s own sense of importance that it unwittingly showcased just how little culinary expertise she actually possessed.
And of course, there was Harry. Meghan casually mentioned that he’d be stopping by for brunch as if he wasn’t her husband, living in the same house. True to form, he made a brief appearance, uttered something vaguely supportive, and then disappeared once again—blink and you’d miss him.
In the end, With Love, Meghan delivered exactly what one would expect: a love letter to Meghan, written by Meghan, starring Meghan, with guest appearances from those who, one hopes, were compensated well enough for their trouble. And Alice Waters? She understood the assignment—show up, endure the chaos, and exit unscathed.
