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This was the face of Buddha, the most Moneyball motherf*cker to ever compete in this competition when he realized he would be stuck on a team with the chef who had immunity: David Moir/Bravo So they treated the chef with immunity like a leper. They all quickly did the math that if they teamed up with the chef who had immunity from the Quickfire, and their team lost, their chances of going home would jump from 33.33% to 50%.

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This season is all previous Top Chef winners and finalists, so they know how to play the game. Which in practice meant that the chefs all grouped into threes with who they thought would be the strongest chefs, only to realize that those chefs would be their potential foes. The loser of that match would then be split into three individual chefs who would have to compete against each other. The loser of each of those matches would then go head to head with a different ingredient. In round one, two groups would go head to head to make one dish using “an English specialty ingredient.” The other two would do the same with a different ingredient.

First, the chefs would be broken up into groups of three. This challenge was actually a masterpiece of Top Chef producer impishness. Oi, which a youse can cook up da best scran, yeh? Last c*nt off da pitch gets a bashin’! That was a fun challenge, but after it was over they put Paul back in his decorative box and moved onto the elimination challenge: football food at Tottenham Hotspur! What fun sports mascots they have in the UK! Sources say the “Hotspur” derived their nickname from the way the townspeople would all pile their belongings onto horseback and spur them onward whenever Tottenham came to town to keep the football hooligans from headbutting their families. These cooks are made for dunkin! And that’s just what we’ll do! One of these days these cookies are gonna DUNK ALL OVER YOU! In this shiny-shoed man I recognized a fellow dunker and it brought me joy. I do appreciate the chewy-gooey ones, on some level! They’re great if you’re just eating the cookies plain and unaccompanied like a savage who lives in the trees!

It’s always an argument in my house when my wife (*Borat voice*) makes cookies because she likes them all soft and gooey and undercooked in the middle and I like them a little harder so I can dunk them in milk. I want to make light of his persnicketyness, but I have to admit… I’m with you on this one, Polka Dots.