Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

“I’m scheduled for tomorrow at 3 pm,” Cindy said. “Then I’ll cook on site and let the judges taste and score my dish. After the auditions are over, they’ll announce the rankings, and the top 50 will advance to the official competition.”

After all, there were too many people who signed up for the auditions; it was impossible for everyone to compete at the same time.

Even if there were enough space, the judges wouldn’t have the appetite. Even if they only tasted one bite of each dish, they still couldn’t taste that many.

Therefore, during the auditions, contestants were divided into groups of 10 to cook on site.

Judges would score the contestants based on their observation of their cooking process and the final taste test.

To ensure fairness to the greatest extent, the judges would not be replaced.

After all, taste is a subjective matter, and different judges have different requirements and preferences for cuisine.

So, once the judges’ list was confirmed, it would not be changed.

This was to avoid any scoring discrepancies caused by changes in the judges.

Cindy had seen previous years’ Cooking Competitions.

There were usually five fixed judges.

Among them, two were teachers from the Pingla Culinary Academy, two were famous chefs, and the remaining one was an invited chef from the top ten chefs worldwide.

There was no need to mention the Pingla Culinary Academy teachers, as any one of them was a famous figure.

Without some remarkable specialty, one simply couldn’t enter the Pingla Culinary Academy.

The other two master chefs were also famous for their respective cuisines, each with their own signature dish.

As for the remaining world-class master chef, there’s no need to mention their expertise.

The five judges tried to cover various professional culinary fields. For example, one judge might specialize in Chinese cuisine, another in Japanese cuisine, another in French cuisine, etc.

When the five judges gathered, they could cover a wide range of culinary specialties.

But there couldn’t be too many judges.

If there were too many, it would be troublesome for the contestants to prepare their dishes.

The tasting time would be longer and inconvenient from any perspective.

Five judges were already plenty.

In the later stages of the major competition, when the competition became more intense,

celebrities would be invited as guest judges to increase ratings. Although they would also express their opinions, they wouldn’t participate in scoring, they were just there to increase the event’s exposure.

Since the Pingla Culinary Competition was organized by the Pingla Group, it was not only about selecting talented chefs but also creating benefits for the Pingla Group.

Therefore, the cooking competition’s television ratings, internet clicks, and advertising revenue were all things the Pingla Group had to consider.

Apart from inviting celebrities, the competition format of the cooking competition had to be eye-catching as well.

Thus, the Pingla Culinary Competition had already evolved beyond a simple cooking contest, becoming more like a Reality Show.

However, the difference was that the Culinary Competition had no script; advancement relied on contestants’ abilities, and there was no such thing as a predetermined outcome.

“What about Morgan when you go to the auditions tomorrow?” Adrian asked her.

“I’ve talked with Peggy,” Cindy thought for a moment, realizing Adrian didn’t seem to know who Peggy Lewis was, so she explained, “She’s Morgan’s godmother. Tomorrow, I’ll let her help look after him.”

“She and Morgan both insisted on going with me to the competition. Although they’re not allowed to watch during the auditions, they’re still planning to wait for me outside,” Cindy said.

At least she wouldn’t have to worry about little Morgan being alone at home. The little guy was just too energetic; what if he ran out of the house on his own?