Sunday, March 1, 2009

Top Chef - Finale part 1

The cheftestants are reunited in New Orleans for the finale. Fabio shows up wearing a pink scarf. I'm glad to see he is so secure in his manhood. In a big twist, the quickfire is for a spot in the finale only it's between Jamie, Jeff and Leah with Emeril Lagasse as the guest judge. The main ingredient to use is craw fish. What else? Jeff is making craw fish and grits and wishing that Carla was his judge. Leah goes with gumbo while Jamie makes a takeoff on eggs benedict. We all know how she feels about sea food. Jeff wins the challenge and gets to compete with the others but to continue, he has to win the elimination challenge.
The chefs are treated to dinner at Emeril's Delmonico restaurant but it's clear everyone's minds are on the competition but they still managed to critique the food.
The elimination challenge is to cater Crew Orpheus' ball. They have to prepare two dishes and a cocktail with one dish being creole style. The winner gets a new car which makes Fabio drool as he looks longingly at the car.
Stefan starts up with his sassy self right away, even Chef Tom rolls his eyes wondering where did we find this guy. Carla is doing oyster stew and has only just shucked her first oyster, like last week which is putting her way behind. Fabio is trying an Italian creole dish, why not? Stefan keeps going out for smoke breaks while Carla struggles with her oysters. The guests arrive and the masks remind Fabio of porn movies, I don't think I want to go there.
Everyone's dishes were a big hit with crowd and the judges. Carla did a no booze cocktail which the judges, and the guests, were prepared not to like but they surprised themselves and really enjoyed it. Of course Stefan says that Hosea's gumbo sucks. I have to apologize, I have been spelling Hosea's name wrong all this time. Why didn't somebody tell me?
At judge's table, Fabio and Stefan didn't fare as well as the others even though the judges liked their dishes. Fabio says he has to win Top Chef so he can take care of his sick mama back in Sicily. So now I have this vision of some matronly older lady sitting up in a hospital type bed with a shawl wrapped around her shoulders coughing. More like she is outside tending her veggie garden saying "that's my boy"! Anyway, back to judge's table. Carla starts to put down her dish again but thankfully catches herself and shuts her mouth. Carla wins the challenge which means cutie pie Jeff will not move on. Fabio's Top Chef experience also comes to an end when he is also told to pack his knives and go. Want to bet he doesn't go right home to take care of mama? Double D

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