There is a reason why I do not watch any of the Real Housewives franchises, and it is because they are generally populated by thoroughly detestable people.
There are several reasons why I like to watch Top Chef. (1) Tom Colicchio; (2) food; and (3) interesting people who are not usually thoroughly detestable.
Those two combinations do not mix, and I think that Bravo found that out last night when they dragged the Top Cheftestants through the homes of the most boring, horrible, parvenu jackasses in the state of Texas. Double ugh. Stop it Bravo. Just stop.