The problem with French cooking is that - pun sadly inevitable - it's completely foreign to me. Don't know the sauces, don't know the languages, don't eat frog legs or escargot (speaking of which, there seems to be no way to present escargot attractively on a plate). Thus, it's hard to get a feel for an episode like this. And besides, everyone was so nervous about cooking for Joel Robuchon that there was absolutely zero levity. Mike had a few good douchey comments, but besides that the proceedings were completely soulless.
Power rankings!
1. Jennifer
2. Bryan
3. Kevin
4. Michael
5. Eli
6. Mike
7. Robin
8. Ash
9. Mattin
10. Laurine
11. Ron
12. Ashley
Now we know who's the wheat, and who's the chaff. The top four, in whatever order, are unquestionable. Jesus, Jennifer and Bryan hardly need to talk to each other, they're that good. Mike veers wildly between impressive and unimpressive. Laurine and Robin benefit simply by not screwing up. While other cheftestants have had worse episodes this season than Ron, the guy is just a blank slate. He showed no spine working with Robin and hasn't done anything worth noting since the first episode. I guess Ashley just wants me to hate her. First she wears chunky hipster glasses, then she wears a tuxedo t-shirt. Oh, and she's a crappy chef and wilts when Tom and company grill her.
Good riddance to Jesse; the special Quickfire elimination seemed custom made for her so that the master chefs in the Elimination Challenge didn't have to suffer her food. Hector screwed up for sure, but you could've make a really good case for Ashley being PYKAG'd.
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