If this isn’t the most predictable disaster to ever hit our screens, Meghan Markle’s cooking show on Netflix takes the cake—or perhaps burns it. Honestly, it’s surprising it took this long for shareholders to start expressing outrage over this ill-conceived mess. It’s almost as if Netflix thought, “Let’s throw $100 million at a celebrity chef who’s never even boiled an egg and see what happens.”
Netflix has been delivering a series of questionable projects lately, but this one? This one stands out. They handed Markle—the queen of self-promotion—an entire show to pose as a culinary mastermind. Meghan has turned self-branding into an art form, convincing audiences she’s everything from a humanitarian to now, apparently, a chef. And Netflix, in their infinite wisdom, decided to bankroll this experiment. Guess who’s footing the bill? That’s right—us, the unsuspecting Netflix subscribers. Thanks, Netflix. The rising subscription prices now fund Meghan’s attempt to channel Martha Stewart.
Let’s dissect *With Love, Meghan*, shall we? The premise? Meghan Markle, culinary maven extraordinaire, is here to teach us how to make ice cubes with flowers in them and prepare meals most people can’t afford. Relatable, right? A quick glance at her promotional Instagram posts confirms what we’ve all suspected: nobody asked for this. The show exudes a tone-deaf entitlement that’s impossible to ignore.
Who is the audience for this? Women with too much money and time to spend on elaborate, impractical recipes? Or maybe it’s just another masterclass in self-promotion. The charm of traditional cooking shows—simplicity and relatability—is completely absent here. Instead, we’re served a tutorial for the ultra-rich and entirely out-of-touch.
Fans aren’t buying it. After the show’s announcement, backlash flooded social media. On X, users were quick to share their disapproval. “Hard pass,” one user wrote. Another quipped, “I’d rather watch paint dry.” Critics pointed out the show’s dated aesthetic, which looks like it’s straight out of 2004, and the tips that are as outdated as Markle’s acting career.
Meghan Markle has built her brand on delusions of grandeur. Netflix, it seems, didn’t learn from their previous missteps with her and decided to double down. But let’s be honest—this show’s failure is practically guaranteed. It’s predictable, unrelatable, and borderline embarrassing.
And when the production whistleblowers inevitably spill the tea about what went on behind the scenes, it’ll be a field day for critics. At least Netflix has given us something to talk about, right? Because let’s face it—if this show starred anyone else, we wouldn’t be here discussing it.
The truth is, Netflix would never have greenlit this project if Meghan Markle wasn’t married to Prince Harry. Let’s call it what it is: she was a C-list actress at best, and now she’s a B-list influencer pretending to be a chef. Does anyone really believe she could have carried a show like this without her royal connections
Here’s the kicker: Netflix, you’ve made your bed, and now you’ll have to lie in it. As for the rest of us? Many are canceling their subscriptions. If this is the future of streaming—overpriced, self-serving content—count us out.
