A little background info. You see last week Cherie did an unintentional complete spit across her rain slicked back deck and basically broke her ass. So I am typing this recap from bed on a 400 year old lap top that my bro in law so graciously loaned me. Oh and a little PSA, when people say drugs are bad, they've obviously never broken their fat ass before. Now on to the show.

Last week we were down to four Chefabes. Between One Arm's bad arm and Whoopi's crappy service, Ramsay had a tough decision on his hands. Oh please, of course he let Whoopi go. As much as I've loved her, One Arm can still cook better than she can with both arms.

As a surprise for the final three, Ramsay allowed them a quick moment or two with a couple relatives each. As someone else pointed out Ariel's dude looked like her Dad until I saw her stick her tongue down his throat. It was a quick visit and then off Ramsay sent the Final Three to their rooms. Celebrations ensue and they all three believe they now have the ability and the drive to win. Yet while the other two sleep, One Arm, sits and smokes and worries.

The next morning, Ramsay reminds them again what's at stake and then does a promo for the Olympics to be held in Whistler in 2010. Yeah SweetCheeks, we know. On to the first challenge. Behind Ramsay on a table sits three silver domes with a cuisine from a different country under each. Each of the chefabes will one at a time randomly pick one and then be expected to make a dish using ingredients from that cuisine.

Up first is Ariel. She picks China. She tells us she loves Chinese food, she can do something really creative with this.

One Arm goes next and under his dome is...India. He automatically makes a face and says he knows nada about Indian food. That means he'll win.

That leaves Cueball with the last dome and under it is Mexico. Cueball tells us it doesn't get any easier than this. (Insert snort sound here)

They have a pantry stocked with the ingredients they need from each country and 45 minutes to make something "stunning." Off they go!

Ariel and Cueball have already started their dishes but One Arm is having trouble. He plans to make a dish that he's familiar with but then throw in Indian spices. The problem is he can't remember which protein is a no no in India. He decides on pork.

Times up and as usual Ramsay has a trick up his sleeve. He will have help tasting their dishes. And the help will be in the form of three chefs all experts in the very fields these poor slobs have just made dishes in. Haha, there's that sneaky evil side of Ramsay I love so much.

One Arm feels like puking as the Indian Chef joins them.

2nd Chef...

3rd Chef....

Ariel is up first with her dish from China. She's sweating bullets. Oh hell she has a massive brain fart and cannot remember what the hell she cooked so she just uh's and uh's. She finally manages to get the name out, sort of but not before Ramsay makes this face.

Ramsay asks Ariel if she's worked with Chinese before and she says yes but it's been a while since she's had Chinese Take Out. Excuse me...ahahahahahahahahah!!!!!

Mexico dude says it wasn't too balanced. Indian dude enjoyed the sweetness. Chinese dude says good try but the sauce was too watery. Uh I think that's why she called it a BROTH!

Next up is Cueball with Mexico. Cueball explains that he did a orange and cumin lightly marinated pork tenderloin and mole' chocolate Mexican sauce. Then he reveals his dish.

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