Forget high culture: The best part of September is—in the final analysis—new television shows! We’re excited for a new rash of preternaturally attractive peeps to start filling up our hearts and DVRs, but in the meantime at least we have Top Chef, and if that giant C.J. doesn’t win the whole shebang, we’ll eat our new autumnal knee socks.
[Top Chef, 10 p.m., Bravo]
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