Yay for the Red Team! [clapping]. The “evil and twisted” [Chef’s words from last episode] girls (ahem….”women”) from Hell’s Kitchen III raked the men over the proverbial coals last night. This group was probably one of the first teams to actually finish a service on the second night (episode), let alone complete an entire service (Chef booted the men out of the kitchen last night in a rabid fit of rage and the girls had to finish two services!). Ah, the finely tuned balance required to traverse the fiery pits of the culinary underworld. In this hellish place, your luck can change at any time and you should certainly watch your back;
“Is this a [pitchfork] which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A [pitchfork] of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?”
-MacBeth(‘s) “Kitchen” (Act 2, Scene 1) …. I couldn’t resist [grin]
Sorry Josh. The pitchfork is real (albeit an illusion of your Bosch-heated brain) and it’s behind you (not in front of you) and you are about to be stabbed in the back with it (ahem….Rock). Granted Josh couldn’t prepare an entree to save his life, but I honestly thought Aaron’s hypoglycemic butt would be punted out of the kitchen last night. I’ve de-boned Dover Sole Aaron….it really doesn’t require that much sweat and toil (and, “Eat something damnit!”).
Eddie was booted off of Hell’s Kitchen III last night too. Apparently, he had a difficult time last night. First off, there was a “spaghetti incident” involving a massive snare of pasty noodles in a boiler, then he had problems with his Risotto (gloppy and peppery according to Chef). Poor Eddie (aka “Pitbull in a Chihuahua’s body”), it’s too bad you’re gone, you had a good attitude [woof….grrrrrr]. You should have kept your “mean” face in the kitchen (I’m not going to say I told you so….).
So what’s in store for next week? Apparently, screenshots of an ambulance suggest that someone is hauled out of HK on a stretcher (hmmm….our hypoglycemic friend perhaps?). I imagine that the intricate balance of power will likely shift between teams yet again (as we see clips of one lucky team getting a helicopter ride out of Hell with Gordon). A helicopter ride out of Hell, now that would be a perfect opportunity to “cool off”, wouldn’t it? [Sizzle….sputter….sput].
Your fiery, gastronomic correspondent.