Celebrity MasterChef 2024, THE FINAL: Rum-drunk Baby Bear

Whoever specifically is responsible for the crash zooms on John Torode, know I believe you should have a BAFTA by now.

Rochenda, babe. WHAT HAPPENED?

It was not, in fact, the most focussed he’d ever been in his life.

Oops, I accidentally salted the recap.

I want every part of this outfit explained to me individually.

Tragedy!

I don’t know what’s happening here but I’m sure it’s doing something for someone.

We’re going for a vibes-based indulgence.

Ah yes. The Allegory of the Long Spoons.

Dominic Skinner, the patron saint of failing upwards.

The Lisa Faulkner Eating Horrible Shellfish Cinematic Universe expands.

Prawn Toast everywhere, I am so sorry.

Vito Coppola on MasterChef will undoubtedly be the best part of 2024.

The Strictly cast this year is weird.

Would you like some Pasta Recappolare?

This is for a very specific subset of people.

RELEASE THE OCTOPUS DISCOURSE!

Nope. I am above this low hanging fruit of a joke.

The quail are spread-eagle.

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