Hell’s Kitchen: Episode 2, Season 3
Definitely the standout among the reality shows this summer (and let’s face it, that doesn’t take much), Hell’s Kitchen was back with another installment of whiny wannabe chefs. After their disasterous first night at the restaurant, Gordon Ramsey wakes them up to take them fishing. Oh did I forget to mention by fishing, Ramsey meant catch fish with your bare hands while still in your pajamas? Of course Ramsey went for the easy joke comparing the size of a tuna to the size of Eddie. C’mon Ramsey, I expect high-brow English wit!
No sooner did the chefs “catch” their fish than did they have to prep them. Oh did I forget to mention that by prep, Ramsey meant peel the skin off and squeeze out the fish eggs? The red girls had to go up against the blue boys sans Aaron. Did I forget to mention that Aaron had another breakdown after catching fish and was sent back to bed by Ramsey? For being the oldest member, he sure does act like a baby. In the end it was the red girls team that was able to skin more fin. Their reward? Deep sea fishing. After the morning they had, I’m sure the last thing they wanted to see was more fish.
The girls continued to lead after the restaurant opened. Aaron continued to screw up, leaving bones in the fish fillets and add his own “special” ingredient: the sweat off his nose! He continued to act like a child when introducing himself to customers: “Hi I’m Aaron. Well of course I am! It’s on my shirt!” But Aaron wasn’t the only chef screwing up: Eddie couldn’t cook spaghetti, Josh couldn’t cook steak, and Benny just plain couldn’t cook. Not surprisingly, Ramsey shut down the boys’ kitchen and declared the girls the winner.
Surprisingly, Benny and Aaron avoided the chopping block. Instead Josh and Eddie went head-to-head (maybe spatula-to-spatula). Now Eddie I can understand: the kid’s got heart but he doesn’t have talent. Josh however does have some chops. Maybe a strategic move by Rock, putting Josh into the bottom two? All I have to say is watch out in the kitchen Rock. You never know when a stray fish might hit you in the back of the head.
