Quickfire Challenge: Making something that pairs with those disgusting chip things. You know, those snacks that are supposed to be hot (onion strings, waffle fries) but some idiots decided to make them into shelf-stable form. Eli wins, which is just a travesty. I hate him - he's talentless and a douchebag.
Elimination Challenge: The chefs have to work with an assigned part of the pig, and pair it with Pinot. Mmmmm... pig.
Kevin's excited because he loves pig. He has a pig tattoo, but what tattoo doesn't he have? The man loves fat - he buys all the bacon at the store, he asks if they have lard, and he happily cuts the fat off of his pig leg.
Brian sweats a lot. This is disconcerting because I'm going to his restaurant in November. He will be sweating all over my 21 courses.
The usual suspects sucked: the old chicks and Ash. And the usuals (a/k/a The Final Four) were money: Brian, Michael V, Jennifer, and Kevin.
Winner: Kevin. Duh. He's the freaking Pig Man.
Bye-bye: Ash. That's cool, he was definitely destined to go soon. And the chicks will be next. Then Eli. Then Michael I. I have decreed it.
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