By The Wiz
What - these chefs are dying? They all killed somebody, and now they’re headed for the chair? Because, honestly, who gets to choose their “last meal” except for death row inmates?
What a crazy quickfire. Canned goods vs. hot dogs vs. one pot wonder. I thought the one pot thing was probably the easiest, and Mike did seem to use more than one pot in prep, but I guess I wasn’t there to really know. Then ha! Do everything one-handed, or tied up, except Mike, who just can’t use utensils, but that was after everything was all set to go in his ‘one pot’. It’s really no wonder he was the winner. He had very minor challenges.
But then - the elimination!! THIS is what I’m talking about! Great judges, great food, no handcuffs in sight. And Morimoto IS super-human. Antonia got that right. Listening to him describe his last meal was downright terrifying, and I wasn’t even the one who had to cook it.
All their talking about what their moms used to make made me feel a little guilty. My kids will not have that. Yes, they will remember what their dad cooked them, which is just as good, if not better, but still. But it also made me think that hey, my last meal wouldn’t be anything my mother used to make. No offense, Mom, but my mother cooked because she had a family to feed, not because she loved it or because she was trying to instill food memories. She worked very hard to include all food groups, and food was about nutrition and filling your stomach, food was not “love”. But how different mothers deal with food is a separate post altogether. And hey, maybe I’ll write it. Maybe.
In my brain I was reassigning chefs to do each meal.
Antonia having to cook Japanese - Dale or Angelo would have KILLED IT.
Mike cooking fried chicken (fried chicken! v. the bento box from hell!) He picked the easiest by far, and then he didn’t even win- HAHAHAHAHAHA - Carla Hall, are you in the house? She would have knocked that so far out of the park, they’d all still be talking about it.
Richard cooking Austrian - no substitute necessary. He is awesomeness.
Then the exhausted chefs have to go make one more thing - which is cruel, yes, but it levelled the playing field a bit, so the whole competition didn’t come to Mike’s judge picking strategy. I liked that it came down to the perfect bite. It seemed fitting.
Had it been a typical judges table - I really think we would be seeing Antonia next week. Tom preferred her dish, and this show is usually all about Colicchio. But no, they had to be all democratic and vote and stuff. And apparently my trying to trick the universe by writing different things on this blog and affect what happened on a show that was filmed months ago DOESN’T WORK. Who knew? I’ve been asking for Mike to leave since episode 1. Maybe next week I will get my wish.
P.S. I have no idea what I would request for my last meal, except that it would include regular Dr. Pepper to drink, a huge, sugary dessert, and possibly lots of bread. That way, I can be in a coma before I go to the chair.
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