Oh my Gordon Ramsay. He’s enjoying immense amounts of popularity, no? It seems you can’t swing a dead dog by the tail on Fox early in the week without seeing his lovely visage. (Yes, I know the expression is cat, but I’d never say that considering my fur-sisters I have right here by me. They may be able to read, ya know!)
I’m doing a combo platter of HK this week, as drama was lurking all around me yesterday. Did ya ever have one of those days? Good drama, bad drama. Kind of an onslaught. Yeah. That was my yesterday. So you get a mash-up of thoughts and ideas and recaps. All in one posting in a sampler platter. Don’t be afraid. I’ll hold your hand through it, and we’ll be just peachy. Ready then? Good.
First of all, Elise continues to be the fly on our collective sliced tomatoes. Such a mouth on the lil’ thing. And she’s not afraid to get up in anyone’s grille. She did give me a chuckle and new vocabulary word in Monday night’s show, though, when she said, “My pissidity level is really high.” Classic! And they say you learn nothing from reality TV; I beg to differ. She’s not the best or worst cook, but girl can argue her case with the best of them. She’s a fighter.
Randomly? Halibut sashimi served by a sweating-off-the-nose Jennifer is a freak out. Tommy will never win this show with Rock and Roll tattooed on his forehead. Paul’s a contender, despite his mess-ups tonight. And! Gina got booted? Gordon. Darling. Listen to me, love. Krupa should sooo have bit the dish towel. Krupa! She didn’t know she wasn’t cooking veal, but fillet? She made so many screw-ups I lost count. As in soupy risotto, undercooked spaghetti, and getting thrown out of the kitchen during service. What are you thinking, Gordon? I must distract you by peeking through your bushes. I do like your latest bodyguard, though. He doesn’t pinch too hard when he escorts me off the property and tells good knock knock jokes on the way to the main gate.
Conundrum. How can these contestants not answer Gordon when he screams a point blank question at them? Blank stares. Yes, Johnathan, Tommy, and Elizabeth, I’m looking at you!
While we’re on the subject of Elizabeth, um … girly? How did she hear “Asian” theme from the high school reunion crew and not “Hawaiian?” That was a massive faux pas. Yet still she stays and Monterray goes. We all knew he would, just a matter of time. But still! Sometimes people should have to leave for the sheer reason of stupidity.
We saw a lot this week. Raw things and “vomit” cakes. Natalie’s butt. What a wild ride!
And don’t you agree that Jonathan ought to be worried that he’s next? Me too. He’s the only guy I’ve ever seen who can get lost wandering around in a kitchen corner. Sad.
Clacked by Tara Shrodes
on Aug 03, 2011 @ 13:30 EST5EDT
