As we join our final four after last weekís ďsurpriseĒ non-elimination, emotions are running high. So are the toxic fumes! Holli is crying. And smoking. Ben is crying. And smoking. Jay was probably smoking too, but I didnít pay attention. He thinks the family visits may have wrecked the otherís focus, but not him. He and his blue hair are fired up and ready to go.
When the morning wake up call comes, they also get a message to dress nicely. Ben dons a suit, the girls don some nice black evening wear, and Jay...slaps on some baggy jeans and an untucked button down shirt. Yes, he got the message, but this is his idea of dress up. It doesnít go unnoticed by Ramsay, trust me. JP seats the final four and they enjoy a dish that is usually served at the Savoy, where they hope to work. As soon as they scarf it all and put their forks down, Ramsay tells them they have 45 minutes to recreate it.
They waste no time in picking the control dish apart, trying to figure out what the ingredients are. Jay thinks itís beef with a pear puree, while the others guess that itís venison with an apple puree. Jay got the pear part correct, but blew it with the flank steak. It IS venison. Autumn, still clad in stilettos and managing to drop stuff, irritate people and make all kinds of noise in the kitchen, also made the mistake of including bacon instead of pancetta. So that leaves Ben and Holli as the top two. Ben thinks he nailed it, but Ramsay thinks otherwise: calling his sauce watery, he awards this one to Holli. Ben fumes. Autumn cries. Cigarettes are sacrificed.
Holli gets a few hours on a yacht with a surprise: her son and baby daddy! The others get to downsize and clean up the dorm. Autumn rambles on nonstop, leading Jay to contemplate throwing himself off the nearest staircase to escape her nattering. Ben is still banging on his highchair, thinking heís the best cook no matter what anyone says. Once Holli returns, he cops a major attitude after finding out she got to spend some time with her family.
Karma bites him in his foul behind, as Ben wakes up with a nasty backache. Or so he says. Claiming to be in excruciating pain, he sticks the others with all the dayís prep work and calls on the medic. Then a chiropractor, who twists and cracks the moron every which way. After spending the rest of the day snoozing and laying in the hot tub, he decides he isnít up to dinner service that night and just up and quits. He shakes everyoneís hand and congratulates them. By the looks on their faces, he wonít be missed a bit.
Ah, but you know Ramsay was going to have something to say. After calling Ben upstairs to his lair and giving him a pep talk, Ben changes his mind and saunters downstairs to join the others. They are not pleased one bit, and glare at him the whole way. Not only did he get to rest and sleep late, he didnít do one bit of prep for the night. Itís a miracle - his back is all better! I think it healed the second all the prepping was complete. Jerk.
Tonight, they each get a chance to run the pass while sous chef Scott tries to sneak things past them. I love this part. Jay nails his turn, catching all the incorrect ingredients Scott attempted to get by, running the kitchen like a whiz. Holli starts out nervous, letting JP sneak a bad ticket past her - she didnít do too well. A pain-free Ben failed his first quality test, but did okay after that. Autumn just did what she does best: irritate everyone around her. She blew one of the quality control tests, but continued to nitpick everyone elseís dishes to the point where Iím shocked nobody threw some food at her.
Then we come to the part Iíve been waiting for: eliminations! I was denied the pleasure of seeing Autumn and Ben go last week, but Ramsay made up for that this time, sending egomaniac Ben packing right on Autumnís heels. Oh, you know it just killed him a little to walk off and leave the ďunworthyĒ Holli there to compete against Jay next week. It was probably the sweetest moment this season, and Iím glad it happened to the biggest sourpuss.
Next week: Sorta-kinda lovebirds Jay and Holli compete for the chance to work at the Savoy in the finale. Old team mates are called back to help them screw up in ways they couldnít accomplish on their own, bringing back all their old attitudes with them. They couldnít cook worth a damn then, and Iím sure that hasnít changed. FORTers: Who do you think will win this sucker, Jay or Holli?