Gordon finds Clemenza’s steak to be slightly undercooked, and I brace myself for a RAWR that never comes. Does he save that particular show of melodrama for dinner service? I was hoping he’d make everyone else come up and touch the meat, as per usual, but no luck. Instead, he praises the flavor, and says Clemenza made it work. Then he moves on to Robyn’s coffee-encrusted ribeye, which sounds sort of blegh. I like coffee and I like ribeye, but I’m not sure I’d like them combined. Gordon hates it, says the rub is wet and soggy and the meat is overcooked. Kimmie gets the smugs in the background, Clemenza gets the point, and the Blue team wins. Robyn thinks Kimmie should get over it because the team made the decision to send her crappy attempt to the front. Man, you know if the roles were reversed she’d be howling all over the kitchen about how no one listens to her and they deserved to lose. Shut up, Robyn.
And since Gordon wants to know what he was missing, he tastes Kimmie’s and loves it. Of course Robyn thinks this is a conspiracy against her, because Kimmie’s plate looked like a pile of shit. Then Gordon makes everyone taste said pile of shit, all while telling them they made the wrong choice. Kimmie’s smug gets even smugger. If I remember correctly, I think the same thing happened to perpetual outcast Carrie last season—her dish got tossed, and it ended up being one of Gordon’s favorites. Wow, it’s so unlike this show to repeat stuff like that.
The men get sent on another shopping spree/lunch expedition, and the ladies are tasked with dismantling an entire cow carcass for the dinner service. I think that happened last season, also. Can we have some fresh ideas, please? I know it’s ten seasons in, but damn.
The cow arrives, and Kimmie endears herself to me by making a fat joke at her own expense. It was also at Clemenza’s expense, but he makes more fat jokes than anyone, so he’d probably be cool with it. Dana thinks that the boys should be the ones punished with the carcass, because they’re stronger. Shut up, Dana.
The Blue team gets to shop at Sur la Table, which is an awesome place I can’t afford. They start loading up on kitchen supplies, and Clemenza isn’t shy about piling every damn thing he wants right on the counter. Good for him, I say—he’s probably not going to win, so he might as well exploit that Ramsay money while he can.
In the Red kitchen, the team is sawing on the cow and griping about how they should have felt the steaks for doneness earlier. It sounds like they weren’t allowed to taste them, just send one up on a whim, which doesn’t make a lot of sense. Then Christina says Kimmie should have sold hers a little harder, and Kimmie says that Robyn was talking over her, so she just got railroaded. Robyn feels like she’s getting talked about behind her back, which makes no sense because she’s standing right there the entire time. Robyn isn’t the smartest, is she?
At lunch, Patrick feels too mature, like he has to be everyone’s dad, because Royce and Brian are burping at the table. That’s not immaturity, that’s just disgusting.
At least he’s not crying. Yet.
Because Robyn is pissed, she’s now determined to take every little incident and word as a personal affront. She’s tearing around the kitchen, muttering about respecting people’s knives, and it’s a little like watching Tom Waits as Renfield, circling his cell and babbling about flies and spiders. Robyn informs the room as a whole that everyone is giving her dirty looks and being bitchy, and she’s not going to speak to anyone unless she feels like it. Well, that sounds fine to me, but of course it’s not true—she can’t stop talking to herself, and she starts baiting Kimmie, and this progresses naturally to Kimmie getting pissed. Christina has to chill everyone out and tell them to quit their bullshit and get back to work. Who else loves how Barbie never says a damn word during any of these altercations, even when she’s involved? It’s great. Her teammates tried as hard as they could right from the start of the season to push her buttons and alienate her, but that girl just rose above it all and watched as they fucked up and got sent home.
That’s a fighter, folks.