Well, it was a nice couple of weeks. The Olympic break had almost convinced me that I’d just imagined these awful people who make up the contestant ranks of Hell’s Kitchen, but they’re all too real. So instead of “Swifter, Higher, Stronger,” we’re back to “Dumber, Angrier, Shoutier.”
Well, at least the Black jackets have been handed out. No more Crips versus Bloods, so there’s that. And thank god for the title sequence, given I may have blissfully forgotten everyone’s names.
At any rate, we’re down to six black-clad jackets. The survivors are all ready to party, and that’s before they see the nice carving knife awaiting each of them back in the dorms. It’s really only a matter of time before one of those gets used on a person instead of a roast. The mood is so jovial right now, though, that Robyn is dancing in front of a mirror instead of stabbing her teammates to death, so enjoy that while it lasts.
The next day, Ramsay has invited two chefs, Ludo Lefebvre of Ludobites, and Quinn Hatfield of Hatfield’s (not Quinnbites? Too bad), for the challenge. The three chefs (including Ramsay) have prepared “a great take on a modern classic,” according to Ramsay.