Potential (British) Mah Husband Alert!

How do you define an obsession? It’s 3 am and you’re going through 90 minutes of footage frame by frame capping nearly a hundred images of the same person with carpal tunnel on both hands. Is that an obsession? Fine, I think it’s safe to say, I am a little obsessed with Welsh based chef Matt Tebbutt. Okay, a fucking lot. As a messenger of underrated and undiscovered hotness, I do feel it’s important to bring a fine rare piece like Matt to the world’s attention. I’ve previously preached about his out of this world adorable-ness at the forum but now it’s time to bring him to the main site simply because he’s a strong candidate for mah fifth husband. Before you say, “Square, you greedy bitch” — he’s British, so I think I can get away with ONE British husband. Okay, maybe two because Phil Spencer has a special place in my heart forever and always! And Robson Green too. Fine, I am a greedy bitch. There’s really something about this guy that is just irresistible. I just want to wake up in the gap between his teeth, have breakfast in his gingery stubbles, frolic in his cleft chin, cuddle the mole on his neck…I could go on and on til December! Warning: massive post due to the author’s over indulgent nature about the subject and the desire to bear his children.

As a chef, Matt Tebbutt isn’t as well known as say, Jamie Oliver or Gordon Ramsay BUT he’s well on his way to melt people’s crotches around the world. These are capped by yours truly from BBC’s “Great British Waste Menu” and it’s about chefs using discarded but perfectly edible food. I tell you what’s really a waste. It’s NOT getting this absolute crotch flamer shirtless! Things like this should be illegal, and Matt is obligated by international human rights law to take off his shirt and share his hotness to the masses! That said, we did get a glimpse of some skin earlier in, It lasted for about an eighth of a nanosecond but I have managed to capture that moment in time and preserve it on this site. SWOO-FREAKIN’-OON.

Further reading (or drooling): Matt Tebbutt’s Wiki, bio on Good Food and The Foxhunter, his pub in Wales (where I’ll be tonight stalking — just kidding — spoiler alert: not really).

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I’m patting myself at the back for capturing this shirtless moment of potential mah husband.

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How I wish I could make a GIF out of this! Update: DONE AND DONE.

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Is it just me, or is that THE LUCKIEST PIECE OF LETTUCE ALIVE? I’m so jealous I could cry! When I die, I wish to come back at that piece of lettuce. It’s the only thing to do.

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Yes, Matt. I’ll eat your tomatoes. ALL OF THEM.

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Matt Tebbutt is super cute

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