Arnold wields his immersion blender and other gadgets at the French Culinary Institute
This better be some damn good horseradish juice. And I have major doubts, since I tried horseradish juice for the first time just moments ago, and it was more about coughing and eye-watering than deliciousness. Nevertheless, I am crouched behind a chair for cover from potential glass-and-horseradish shrapnel as Dave Arnold drops some soon-to-be-clarified juice from test tubes into his newest kitchen appliance: a centrifuge from the 1950s. Smoke immediately wafts from the cord, and a horrible whirring sound builds. "We should probably have safety goggles on, huh?" he asks before the grinding of metal-on-metal gets so loud, he feels compelled...
