I’m sure it tastes fabulous, Rich. He’s being his usual, adorable, semi-anal-retentive self, running from the back to the front. Here’s the point where Bravo’s editors plant a story point that always drives me crazy. I’d venture to say it happens in every frickin’ Bravo show. Anytime there’s some kind of event, someone at some point will say, “This could be a DISASTER!”
Jen has invited Spike on a road trip to visit the Virginia farms of friends Craig and Travis. Spike? Really? Hmmm. Spike is coming along for “emotional support”. Or he doesn’t want to do any work. Or Bravo set it up. Any one of those things. I do sense a little more familiarity between the two. Jen meets Spike in D.C., and takes Jen back to his apartment so he can pack. Over a Spike-made culinary delight of a breakfast, he does probably the most work he’s done in a while. He asks Jen how much money he needs, and offers to connect her with his investors. Of course, Spike has to qualify it by saying that they would love to invest in a “chick” restaurant. Oh, Spike. Jen then jokes that she invites Spike because she needs someone to drive her around. Spike says, “I’ll be your bitch.”
Didn’t he say that before? Yes, he did.
I finally find out why the two seem so familiar with each other. They worked together at Le Bernardin! I KNEW it. You watch Law and Order long enough, you develop a sense for these things, you know?
We’re back to Richard and his bone marrow. He complains that all of the other chefs at the event are ready to serve and he’s not. Oh, calm down. I think Richard is gunning for his own “best chef” award. As the guests are being served, Mike sends out one of his crew to spy on the people eating his dog food – I mean, bone marrow. I’m sure it tastes great, but it looks awful! Mike Isabella shows up. AGAIN. I guess he doesn’t work, either. He’s shown up on Ep. 1 as Jen’s buddy, and Ep. 2 as part of Spike’s little motorcycle gang. Who runs your restaurant???
A little more chef-ing and less eating, if you know what I mean, Mike.
Jen and Spike are in the “middle of nowhere”, according to them, and decide to stop at a roadside inn for the night. Now, I’ve driven from South Jersey to Virginia and it took six hours. Did they take a detour through Iowa or what? Spike is telling us that they could have been kidnapped or murdered or duct taped to a chair. I have no idea what he’s talking about.
I can only hope something exciting happens….