Anthony Bourdain’s programs were split about 50/50 between fine and business dining and tasty food cart fare. Or, great local, regional and national dishes served in casual settings in mini-bio-regions and unique niches of nature. He also went into people’s homes as a guest, into their working farms and small businesses and dingy shops. Places you’ll never be invited into, btw. So, find your own way under the stars and send postcards and phone videos. We’re hear waiting.
Other than Bourdain was a pouty fishing companion and poor fisherman in general, the hundreds of episodes he produced were generally above average, to great travel guide journalism. He was casually profane, cynical, sometimes in the tank from drinking and, like most people on a long vacation into excessive food and over-consumption. But he was at his real job, as well. Unless watching TV and being a paid critic is your chosen career, you weren’t.
Nobody is cutting Mr. Bourdain any slack for what he did to his daughter. Or, to possibly hundreds of people who were around his business and life. That was a real parting shit sandwich, in some ways. But it isn’t going to negate his entire body of work, either. P.S. You could of always watched something else, ya’ know.