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30ish and indulging in my first late-youth crisis. and apparently some exhibitionism

22 January, 2009

can i light your...candle?

oh, restaurant wars...the much-anticipated TC episode in which the top 2 quickfire winners get to be the chef-owners of a (non-existent) restaurant for an evening. tats mcgee basically called the episode within the first 15 seconds when she said that the chef of the losing restaurant almost always goes home. she's right. so, frankly, the smart bet would have been to blow the quickfire, or to do what tats did - something fine, but not exciting. after a pretty uninspired 30 minutes, the winners were leah and radhika. given the foreshadowing, it seemed pretty clear that one of them would be going down.

since TC seems to have degenerated into a Rock of Love facsimile, i was a little concerned that "going down" might be more literal than figurative. my fears were at least partially confirmed, as the initial drama was not on the plate, but rather on the divan, where leah and hosea made out on camera. they both awoke chagrined, (one hopes at least not entirely because they were on film) and the ensuing chatter and editing made them both appear unusually distracted and unfocused on the task at hand. for the novice viewer, this might have seemed to be still more foreshadowing, implying leah's (long anticipated and well-deserved) ouster. but not so...experienced viewers glancing at the clock noted that it was nearly halfway through the episode...long past the moment of foreshadow and well into the epoch of red herring. the rest of the prep showed a happy "team radhika," with good food and teamwork. despite a little awkwardness on her part, she and her team seemed confident and ready to meet the challenge. toast.

leah's team consisted of hosea (of course) and the euros. radhika chose first, and picked jaime, then carla, then jeff. she could have chosen the italian, but picked carla instead. bad move. no offense intended to the ostrich, but the italian was made to work the front - which is what he did for leah. none of radhika's team wanted to work in the front, so she took it upon herself to do it, rather than delegating (get chase-alike out of the kitchen!!!). it was a bad move, and one, ultimately that would axe her. the food from her kitchen generally looked (and maybe tasted?) better, but she was a stressed-out hostess, and her FOH staff neglected key details (like resetting silver) that totally pissed colicchio off. rule #1 - do not piss that man off.

meanwhile over in leah's disjointed kitchen, the finn overcame a shit freezer and made great desserts, hosea cooked short ribs (wow) and the italian gets credit for the best bite of the night. granted, it was a sound bite and not a bite of food, but i won't quibble, since this show has less and less to do with food every week. in touting his FOH skill, he said ,"we could serve monkey ass in empty clam shells and win." he's also responsible for the title of this entry, which he said to a pair of ladies, making them laugh in a mixture of disbelief and embarrassment. his charm and the finn's desserts overcame leah's undercooked fish, and a generally less inspired menu, and they did win.

i felt a little bad for radhika...i bet she's a great cook. but she's a bad leader, and that's just never going to win. huge, haunted eyes and great legs can take a girl far, but not to the finale.

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