More assistants ushered us into various seats. I thought I was getting the best seat in house sitting in the front row until I looked to my left and discovered the ultimate, most-coveted row: the tasters, a small group of maybe seven audience members who sit at a table and get to eat all the recipes that the cohosts and guests make. I have NO idea how to land that spot in the audience. A retiree in line with me told me that "you've got to know people to get in one of those seats." My heart sunk. I would be smelling all of the food and not get to eat it?! Torture!
Even though this image makes the studio look well lit, it's actually very dark and cold inside the studio until lights, camera, action! To keep the energy of the audience high before the show begins, The Chew has it's very own RC named RC Smith. He greeted the audience, called out various members to learn more about them and poke fun at their responses, and played classic hits that everyone could dance and sing to. Though it's silly to be singing at like 8:15 a.m., part of being part of the audience is to overexaggerate laughing, clapping, and gasping so it's picked up by the microphones overhead.
