Ready for the chain of thought version of reflections? Here a’goes.
Andrew started off the episode with an f-bomb. Puh-lease . . . so over it.
This season, it’s like instantly into the quick fire, but if you blink, you might just miss the whole thing. Is it just me, or has the quick fire challenge gotten just a wee-bit too quick? What happened to spending a little time watching them choose ingredients and develop their quick-fire dishes? From start to finish, including commercials, judging and winner announcing, the quick fire took 10 minutes. Just 10 minutes. Seriously people. And while we are at it, tacos sure are fun, but high end tacos? Are we running out of ideas? That is the antithesis of fine dining. Really.
On a side note, I want more Tom Colicchio. Darn it. He’s like barely getting any screen time this season! What gives?
Back to Andrew though. He needs to tone it down. Seriously. “You’d have to drag me out with security guards … This is my house.” Um, no. It’s not. You. Aren’t. That. Good.
Meanwhile, I’m a little sad that Eric got let go . . . he was one of my favorites. I liked his good natured personality.
Category: Top Chef