Holy f***ing smoke! There’s a new chef in town. Forget the sultry styling of Nigella Lawson, the child-like musings of Donal Skeehan and Jamie Oliver’s lisp; it’s all about this big bearded man ride!

Meet Adrian Deberardinis, the semi-nude, cooking whiz who says: “When I cook, I am transported to a plane where nothing else exists or matters…It’s my mediation, my therapy. And once I’m in the zone, it becomes a game of the senses. It is my world to explore, taste, visual, feel, experience and ultimately share.”

Here’s hoping he doesn’t spill hot oil on his…floor!