No, it appears we can’t work together, because Kimmie has decided to be completely useless and just walk around the kitchen, repeating over and over that she doesn’t know what to do. I was okay with Kimmie up to this point, but she’s starting to annoy me. You have the balls to call someone a dumb lazy bitch to their face, but not to stand up for yourself in a team meeting? And then you’re going to wander all over the kitchen acting like a motivated version of Tiffany? Christina gets her going on her barbecue sauce, but her head’s not in the game and she has trouble with her own recipe. After a couple false starts, though, she gets it together, and we head over to the Blue kitchen just in time to watch Clemenza upend a pot of sauce all over the front of his body, then spend a ton of time scrubbing his jacket in the bathroom sink instead of prepping.
Gordon will not appreciate such a blatant act of defiance.
Everyone in the Red kitchen thinks that Barbie is taking way too long to clean the mussels. Three guesses as to whether or not Barbie cares in the least what anyone thinks. She’s been scrubbing them for two and a half hours so far, she’s not done, and she hasn’t done anything else, leaving the rest of the work to her other teammates. Now I do like Barbie, but I’d be pissed as well if I was on her team. When Barbie takes a smoke break, Christina jumps onto the mussels to speed things up. Clemenza is still scrubbing out his jacket 45 minutes later, and everyone on Blue is pissed at him.
Tiffany has undercooked the potatoes, and this is a point of contention between her and Dana, with Tiffany being in the totally unconcerned corner. Robyn thinks her molded salad rocks, and it is very pretty and colorful, but yeah, it sort of looks like something you’d buy at Ron Jon. Everyone puts their dishes to the pass, and Gordon puts on his judgment pants.
Things look bad right out of the gate. Gordon says the Red team’s mussels look awful and the salad is bad. The flatbread is good, though, as is Dana’s halibut and Kimmie’s ribeye with fancily named barbecue sauce. This lifts their spirits a bit, and they rush to make adjustments to their dishes.
Gordon moves on to the Blue team’s dishes, and wastes no time pointing out the 80s vibe he gets from Robyn’s dish. Justin gets all smug about it, which I’d be okay with, except for the rattail. Trim that bitch down, and then we’ll talk. The Carpaccio is unseasoned, and the steak au poivre has too many onions. The quail is the worst, though—it’s RAWR, for one thing, and has a giant shard of bone in it.
Clemenza screwed up that quail to hell and back, but hey, that jacket is sparkling clean!