Anthony Bourdain: The Layover
Monday, 7.30pm, TLC You may know Anthony Bourdain from his blokey cookbooks (‘‘don’t be such a pussy — a little pink flesh in chicken won’t kill you’’), or from the food and travel program No Reservations, which ran for nine years. While the production style of The Layover — a sequel of sorts — is very similar, the premise is entirely different. Bourdain is a frequent flyer. As all such creatures know, one is often forced to endure lengthy layovers in stultifying foreign airports. (If ever I have to see LAX again it will be far too soon.) In this series Bourdain shows you how to whiz around a foreign city during a 24 to 48-hour layover. This debut episode is set in New York, but it’s a bit of a rook. How can you have an authentic layover in a city you have called home — as Bourdain has New York — for your whole life? That small quibble aside this is fast-paced, entertaining travel, food and adventure TV that may teach you a thing or two about what to do next time you are stuck somewhere with, ahem, no reservation. revelations bring him to genuine tears of sorrow. His greatest fear, he tells us at the outset, is that his extended family will be endlessly dull, as he worried he was himself when a child. I won’t say whether his fears are confirmed. I will says this is one of the best episodes of the show.