The guests arrive and Chev/Kev/Gollum has yet to appear front of house. How will you ever be embraced, C/K/G? The kitchen is open and in full view of the dining room, so of course the Red team decide to bicker incessantly with much of the drama coming from silver medalist Chaz. Jenna seems to be doing a good job actually, despite not actually cooking anything. One thing she knows how to do is talk so she is in the right position.
Cat arrives with Curtis. Phew! I feel much better. They are with Jose Andreas from Top Chef Masters (I think) and the twins that own the host restaurant. They discuss the red shrimp and its importance in helping the Red team win.
Screw up the Gamba Roja and suffer the wrath of Jose!
1st course goes out – Black team wins! And yes, the Red team failed in the red shrimp department.
2nd course – Red team wins! Nick’s dish pulls out the victory.
So it comes down to the 3rd course – dessert. Surprise! Drama ensues… Liz’s dessert was advertised as a brulee with figs, BUT they can’t get a burn on the custard because it hasn’t had enough time to set. Horror of horrors. Jenna of course takes this opportunity to stage a mild freakout. She doesn’t know how she’ll face the diners after she told them she would be serving a brulee! Long story short, Liz puts a light burn on the figs instead. Disaster avoided, until Jenna smarts off and makes Liz cry. Really? Put on your big chef panties, ladies! This is Bravo, for crissakes!
Nobody likes a poopy face, Liz! Wait, that’s your name, right?
In the interstitial they advertise Top Chef – the Tour! Whaat? Is that the best thing in the world or the absolute worst?
Next we have Jose making fun of Cat’s lack of a Catalonian accent. Aw Cat, no wonder you don’t want to leave your hotel room. The locals make fun of you. :(
Laugh it up, fuzzball!
Uh-oh, Liz is now in full breakdown mode. I once broke down in a restaurant work situation and it was not pretty. All the pressure and adrenaline and feelings hit you at once and it’s pretty hard to bounce back from it. It certainly wasn’t over a silly dessert though! I think I dropped a tray of drinks on someone’s head. Oops! But also – HAHAHAHA! The good ole days…
While the judges deliberate, the teams stew. It’s pretty clear that the Red team is pissed at Chev/Kev/Gollum. Nookie reports to the news to the girls, calling him “the Rabbi” because he’s always preaching…or something? This bugged me. C/K/G kicked off the whole Jewish jokey stuff with his holocaust comment, so who knows if he was called the Rabbi at other times as well. In any case, Nookie didn’t come off too well in this isolated comment.
Judging! To reiterate, the Red team’s first course featuring the red shrimp and Chaz’s mangled ceviche was terrible. But for the 2nd course, Nick’s monkfish was amazing. For some reason, Chaz gives Nick a crazy punch. What is wrong with these people? Like no social skills whatsoever. Nick gives Chaz the stink eye.
When it gets time to judge the dessert, Liz immediately begins to cry. Oh honey, I feel for you, but get yo’self together! And guess what? They loved it! The Black team wins!
Hilariously, Chaz immediately begins defending himself. No one likes the smell of desperation, Chaz. Even from a Junior Olympic silver medalist.
This is Chaz’s expression 97% of the time
And the Nooks wins immunity. Of course he does. And he did deserve it – especially for his fish skills (skills, not gills) and his knowledge of the culture. As for his social game, he’s a former professional gambler, whaddya expect?
The Red team heads out to the patio to discuss the vote. Basically it comes down to two points: Chev/Kev/Gollum sucked at front of house, while Chaz’s mosaic appetizer was ridiculous.