'Hell's Kitchen': Wake up and smell the garbage, Julia!

Julia, here's a recipe for you: Take two dollops of self esteem and win this thing.

Yes, all your fellow contestants didn't miss an opportunity to snidely remind you that you're "just" a shorter order cook from a waffle house who doesn't know a Michelin restaurant from a Michelin tire. But your on-the-job hustle was precisely what you needed to lead your team to that Army-Navy victory. Yet you were willing to throw yourself under the elimination bus Monday night over Jen, who tried to feed a customer food she had retrieved from the garbage.

What part of that didn't you get? Food. From. The. Garbage.

Luckily, Jen stepped up and admitted what she'd done, and kept your stand on the "Hell's Kitchen" chopping block mercilessly short. (Jen also lucked out--she would have surely gotten the boot if Joanna hadn't committed the bigger sin inside Chef Gordon Ramsay's kitchen: Potentially killing a  customer by serving them rancid crab.)

Next time around, though, you might not be so lucky, Julia, especially if you continue to listen to your teammates who are trying to psych you out by preying on your insecurities. Buck up and let's see the leadership skills that apparently gets you through each shift at the waffle house, and you might have a shot against your toughest competition, Rock and Melissa.

By the way, creme brulee is nothing more than a fancy schmancy custard.

--Rene Lynch

(Photo courtesy Fox)

Comments

[Aaron]

Hell's Kitchen is a lame show. Gordon Ramsey's shows on BBC (BBC America included) are so far and away superior to this retarded reality, I can't believe he agreed to this for a third year. Regardless, turn this off and watch Ramsey's Kitchen Nightmares or F Word if you want to see a decent reality show.

[B. Gray]

You just can't keep someone on who pulls food out of the trash. I just can't get beyond that. And quite frankly what is up with all these chefs who smoke. Not only does that screw up their taste senses, but the thought of them handling my food with their tobacco stained fingers grosses me out. Yuk!