You’ve probably heard of The Great British Baking Show. You know, the one with the pastel tent in the countryside where all the bakers are earnest and the judges unyieldingly cold?
I started watching the show long before it became a sensation. In 2014, when I was living in Boston and working at Wayfair, I watched three whole seasons via bootleg version on Youtube. The screen was surrounded by a blaring fluorescent blue border that made my eyes ache after each episode (#worthit). Back then, it was called The Great British Bakeoff. They changed the name for American Audiences; I think “bake-off” implied cut throat competition and bad mouthing, both of which are blissfully absent from the show….