Last week was pretty harrowing, but the good news is that the chefs will be getting a good night’s sleep, thank God. But they’ll need it, because they’re hitting the road for Dallas in the morning. Psyche! Poor chefs. I will say this has been the most good-natured bunch of competitors I’ve seen on the show in ages. They still share stuff, for crying out loud. Well, it’s still early. The claws can start coming out at any time.
Oh, and not only are they stuck going to Dallas, they’ll be driving themselves… in Toyota Siennas. Plug!
Being on the road invites conversation. Edward has been married one year. Ty-lor has a boyfriend. Chris C. lost 70 pounds in about two years. Personally, I think everyone who’s not driving should try to nap, but I bet there’s probably a camera guy with a stick sitting in the front seat, shrieking, “TALK!” every time they start to zone out.
Our little caravan is freaked out when they get pulled over by a state trooper. Dakota is pretty sure she has a warrant out for her arrest in Texas. Don’t worry, Dakota. It’s a challenge, not a bust.
Shocker — Padma is waiting for the chefs with Luke/August owner John Besh. Time for a Quickfire! They’ll be cooking in a field using the survival kits in the trunk of their cars. They have to cook the best dish they can in 30 minutes. With, um, saltines and canned meat. This is, if possible, even more disgusting than the challenge in which the chefs had to raid the snack station on a ferry. At least they got to use hot dog buns.
Chris J. goes looking for corn in the nearby field, which only yields husks. Lindsay is making Vienna sausages in honor of her dad. Ed pulls out his back, but he’s determined not to make mess hall food.