Saturday Review: Alton Brown Live

This is the second time the husband and I have happily purchased tickets to see some kind of unknown, mystery show by a celebrity chef. Clearly, we like to live life dangerously.

The official show description:
“With his upcoming tour, Alton Brown brings his brand of quirky humor and culinary-science antics to the stage. The two-hour show is a unique blend of stand-up comedy, food experimentation, talk show antics, multimedia lecture, and, for the first time…live music. Audience interaction is strictly enforced throughout the evening, though if you’re called upon as a culinary assistant you’ll definitely want to take the lab coat Brown offers, as things tend to get messy. Brown has worked his weird magic on live audiences across the nation for over a decade but this is the first time he’s actually hit the road with a live tour. The entire family will have a blast, especially as you sing along with Brown’s soon to be hits “Airport Shrimp Blues” and “TV Cookin Ain’t Like No Other Cookin”.”

To set the scene: Hipster beards everywhere (including on my husband. . .) and at least two pork-themed t-shirts. Alton started the show by rapping a song he wrote called “TV Chef.” Keep that in mind as you read the rest of this post.


I’ve been describing this show as “Good Eats without the cooking.” It had the humor, the stories, the lame-but-hilarious jokes, the cheap-but-also-hilarious laughs, the science, and the props – including farting/burping yeast puppets. The audience was cracking up – cheap laughs and all. This is a really good show to start at 7:30 after a lot of your viewers have indulged in a pre-show beverage. Am I implying that you need to be drunk to enjoy it? No, of course not. But clearly many people in the theater were.

It was a lot of fun; I highly suggest it if you are an Alton Brown fan.

Was there any actual food? Yes. Alton [see, he is my good friend now so I can call him Alton] – with the help of audience assistants – made carbonated chocolate ice cream with a CO2 fire extinguisher and pizza in a massive easy-bake oven Frankenstein monster called the Mega Bake.

The most important thing I learned from the evening? Glad you asked. Alton Brown is a kindred spirit – he doesn’t like ranch dressing either.


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