This show sort of blows, but I think I have emotionally committed to watching it, so here goes.
Top Chef started off on a sad note this week as we learned that Cynthia's dad has cancer. Clearly this is going to come out at the judging table in some way or another. I'm just going to jump ahead and ruin the ending for you: Cynthia says to the camera that she refuses to talk about her father's illness at the judging table as it's not fair to the other contestants. Instead she just starts crying and says "It's amazing that I am still able to be here" or something along those lines. The lesbian pastry chef guest judge (she and Tiffani were featured in an article together about queer women in the kitchen, I wish I could find it) totally rolls her eyes but she doesn't get kicked off, which makes me happy, she's still my favorite and the crying kind of makes her the new Andrae.
So blah blah, this week's quickfire challenge is to make a fruit plate. It was really boring and everyone pretty much sucked, Stephen was the pretty clear winner. He had lots of little espresso cups filled with fruits and herbs and things. I have no idea how it tasted, but it looked good. I still hate this stupid fucker, but he seems like he sort of knows what he's doing. I'm not sure who he's like on Project Runway, maybe Daniel V at the end when he became an annoying little twat. Can you say twat?
The rest of the show was stupid, it was full of bad sex jokes and puns that weren't even close to funny, and I almost always find sex jokes funny. Dave said something about using frosting to make a "hard nip," I don't really know, the whole thing was atrocious. Miguel won with his "total orgasm" dessert and Andrea gets kicked off, which seems fair since her only goal seemed to be to make food that would make you shit. I'm not making this up, people, she said that's her special power. To make you shit.
Oh yeah, RuPaul showed up at some point and, according to Tiffani, she's "one tall bitch."
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So bad. So so bad.
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