Poor Carla (or "Colla", if you speak Emeril) was the carzy underdog who became the fan favorite toward the end of the Top Chef season. She came into the competition wanting "cook out of love", and she did, until tonight. On the eve of the finale, apparently her spirit guides went out drinking on Bourbon Street, and left her to deal with the evil and stupid Casey (who cares how she spells it!) as her sous chef. She led Colla into temptation, and since her spirit guides weren't there to protect her, we were left with a crappy sous vive and an absent bleu cheese souffle. Her love of peace cost her the win in the end. Kinda sad.
Unfortnately, that left Hoses R Us as the winner. Though I have to admit, Louisiana cooking agrees wtih him. He clearly gets it. And that's what won it for him in the end. Assuming that's all that happened "in the end". Just sayin': it's $100,000! I've known "straight" boys to give it up for a lot less.
Fortunately, that left Stefan holding the prize of Miss Uncongeniality. Sorry. If he were the last man on Earth I would kick off my pumps, wash my face, and go straight. He was such a soulless doucheface through the whole competition. His food reminded me of the freezer section at Sam's Club. How ironic that he lost because he froze some fish so he could slice it real thin. He might be a real nice person, and if someday, there were nuclear fallout across the entire world, and he and I were the only 2 humans unnafected, I might speak to him. Maybe. If I couldn't find some cockroaches to keep me company.
So, Top Chef is almost over, except for the "Leah and Douchebag Reunion Show".
At least we have a few more weeks of Drag Race....
then hopefully "Prokect Runway" will find a network!