A bit of an unsatisfying episode all round. I turned it off before the ridiculous masterclass.
Tonight was all about praising the ridiculous, the inept and the ridiculously inept.
"I'm starting to think we may have to cook with some of these ingredients". Eloise isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but that doesn't stop the judges oozing their lustful praise all over her.
But what can you expect from an episode that begins with the words "meat fruit"? Vile.
And then there's Princess Tamara. As has been noted, she could bottle a fart and the judges would be enchanted by it. This time she makes a cornetto, which, astoundingly, defies all expectation of tasting anything like an icecream, because, wait for it - it has some disgusting bits of actual corn in the bottom of the cone! How brilliant!!!
Michelle of course was the scapegoat - a bit of crying, and fatherly Gary rushes to her rescue and actually orders her to chuck her sphere in the blast chiller, with a smirk that betrays that he knows exactly why he's going to eliminate her later for it being too hard (the sphere I mean... what did you think I meant?). What a bastard!
