MasterChef 2022, The Final: A Noseful of Strawberry

If Eddie ever wanted to go rogue, commandeer a ship and start a pirate crew that terrorises The Northern Sea, I am down to join that ragtag bunch.

We’ve reached the final – weeks of blood, sweat, tears and more parmesan tuiles than I care to count and it all comes down to this!

Eddie McMasterChef has arrived at the Met Gala.

It’s the penultimate episode and both food and looks are being served.

Welcome to Radha’s SpeakEasy, the password is “Spheres”.

We’re closing out the semi-finals with a healthy dose of insanity. Warning, may contain buttery biscuit bases.

I will protect the goldfish dumplings with my life.

I don’t know how much time passed between this episode and the last one, but John Torode seemed well recovered so I’m assuming it was long enough for him to have a lengthy stay at the Ritz.

Me 2 minutes after placing an order for a tiramisu.

It’s semi-finals week and John Torode has apparently stepped into his worst nightmare.

Not sure I love the sound of Steven Wallis’ debut erotic novel.

It’s the last of the Quarterfinals and FINALLY, we have an octopus on the menu.

Ah yes, the constant uncertainty over how many fingers you should hold up.

If you want to know how many different ways you can say “Snickers” without saying “Snickers” then you’re in luck!

For her main course, Hannah will be serving a plate of existentialism.

Unlucky Episode 13, so cross your fingers and Cinnamon Cinnamon. Those that know, know. Apparently?

Everybody else talking about how prestigious the MasterChef quarterfinal is and then Thomas comparing it to Pizza Express is my highlight of the series.

This week the Quarterfinal dares to ask the question “When is a Posset not a Posset?”