At the halfway mark, Gordie tells them the 6 judges are eagerly awaiting their desserts…
Eagerly waiting, or bored as fuck from staring at their hands for 30 minutes. C’mon, someone give these kids some gameboys or some shit.
Now, with 25 minutes left, FE has his crust in the oven, but Josh was too busy dilly-dallying and now he’s behind. And, to make matters worse, his crust is flaking and falling apart as he tries to get it in the mold! He finally gets it in the oven, but it’s gonna be tight. With 13 minutes left, he tells Bastage and TG his crust prob needs another 10 minutes. Yikes! How is he gonna cool it down?!?
I guess he somehow does. The observers talk about how Josh is not looking good. FE is using whole berries and getting a much more classic look, whereas Josh is going crazy with his exotic fruits. It’s either going to be amazing or it won’t work at all. So, the clock ticks down, and somehow or other Josh actually gets his completely finished. So, how’d they do? Time to ask the minijudges!
As they walk them down, Gordie seems to be on team Josh, while Bastage is on Team FE. The observers make each contestant slice up their tarts to present 6 servings. Yet another pivotal moment in this challenge. Thankfully no one butchers their tarts while cutting it…that’d have been disappointing.
Speaking of dissapointment, I think Christine is bummed that the other minijudges aren’t wearing blindfolds.
While the taste test is happening, Josh and FE sit around and shoot the shit.
In the judging room, DareDevil was just saying how she thinks it was a strange choice to use maraschino cherries in a tart. Those belong on a mount of whipped cream on a sundae….
There’s lots of talking by the minijudges about how one tart is better in THIS way, but the other tart is better in THAT way. Or how one tart is worse in THIS way, but the other tart is worse in THAT way. It’s all very complicated. So, the votes are in.
Before we can find out who won, though, the observers go talk to the minijudges and ask them who they voted for. Some of them spout off some borderline masturbatory commentary. The vote was 6-0. Holy crap.
“Oh, you guys are SO fucked!”