Lock him in a temple of snakes and call him Cassandra.
It’s the final, and it’s an incredibly close run race. You might even say there is but 2 inches of clingfilm between them all…
*he sips in French*
It’s the penultimate episode so I hope you’re ready for a 40 minute advert for a restaurant you can’t afford to go to without selling your first born child!
That’s a pretty accurate summary of Marcus Wareing.
And thus we enter Finals Week with a flash of fire, a puff of smoke and bleary-eyed exhaustion.
Big fan of professional chefs having to try to critique toast.
It’s the final heat of the semi-finals and we are wading into Burger Discourse.
Very Me vs My Brain at 2am energy.
If you want to watch a man run a marathon, cater a 14 person kitchen service off of a single camping table, survive an earthquake all while having a nervous breakdown, you’re in luck!
Currently, my favourite part of every episode is Daniel constantly looking like he’s staring into an abyssal void. Someone let the boy sleep.
And so we kick off the semi-finals with an abundance of lobster and more horrible things being done to egg yolks!
It’s sophisticated gravy drinking because his pinky is out.
It’s the last of our semi-finals and seemingly a race to see who can annoy Jay Rayner the most!
Gotta love a niche insult.
It’s the final heat and Marcus Wareing has clearly run out of dish ideas for the Skills Test and is only embracing chaos.
Well, I found this week’s potential arsonist.
I must once again warn you about Bad Egg Gifs before going in to this recap.
This quarter-final has it all: Colour! Magic! Souffles! Monica Galetti on the verge of fighting a man!