Previously on "The Bachelor," Tiffany from San Francisco was denied a rose, but Amy from Stockton stuck around because she knows what time it is, she has love for Matt Grant, and she wants to continue to rock his world.
Date Box! Hollie read the note, and eight girls, including herself, would be putting on some kind of runway show. Oh, "The Bachelor." We have seen "Project Runway;" "Project Runway" is our friend on MySpace; and you, show, are no "Project Runway." Amy wasn't there, so we won't bother with any more of this date.
The date Amy DID go on was a trip to Las Vegas. (Apropos of nothing, but Matt has very rosy cheeks.) The girls played some tables for 30 minutes, and whoever had the most chips at the end would get to spend 30 minutes of alone time with him at the end of the evening. Some drunk girl besides Amy won the date, and Shayne went nuts and told Matt she didn't appreciate him looking at all those other girls. Ummm. Yeah. Later Shayne locked herself in the bathroom in tears, and Amy had to console her.
Pre-Rose Ceremony Cocktail Party time! So far Amy has not demonstrated any memorable personality traits. In fact, we're pretty sure we totally had her confused with Hollie all last week. She also doesn't sing, which appears to be the go-to talent for many of the girls there, as three of them have serenaded Matt so far. But, not showing any signs of crazy was probably a good idea, as Amy was given a rose.

Which brings us to "Top Chef," where our four local chefs managed to survive the first two episodes.
Quickfire Challenge! The guest judge was Rick Bayless, and the challenge was to make an "upscale taco." When Padma asked Rick if he served tacos in his restaurant, his reply began with a "We DOOOOOO!" Erik, in interview, insisted that Mexican food was about "the people," and "the streets" and it's "soulful," and trying to make it fine dining is wrong. Yeah! Because all the fancy restaurants in Mexico are FRENCH. Come on, man. You're obviously trying to be reverential of Mexican food, but you're actually coming off like a condescending ass. Needless to say, he didn't try to class it up, and presented some pretty sad looking chipotle chicken tacos. Chef Bayless was not impressed, but Erik didn't care and voiced in interview that Bayless can go screw himself. Hmmm. Things are not looking good for Erik.
Ryan's tacos were wrapped in paper, which was deemed tacky, so no win for him, either.
Needles to say, Richard La Douche wanted to reinvent the taco, and his method of reinvention involved tasting the guac he was making, and then sticking the SAME SPOON BACK INTO THE BOWL TO MIX IT. Apparently, Rick Bayless enjoys the taste of Richard's saliva, as he was awarded the win, and immunity.
For the challenge, the chefs broke up into two teams, with all four locals on the Red Team, and drove off to the suburbs. There Padma told them they'd be cooking for a neighborhood block party, but they weren't going to have a shopping budget for this. Instead, they'd have to knock door-to-door and beg for groceries from the families in the neighborhood.
Knock knock. "Can we take this?" Etc. Etc. Let's go back to the kitchen, shall we? The Red Team decided to do classic "Americana": Sliders (Jen's dish), corn dogs (Erik's), pork skewers, sangria, Waldorf salad (Ryan's), pasta salad (Zoi's), taco salad, and s'mores. Erik interviews that he has experience with corn dogs, as it's something he serves at his restaurant. Because corn dogs scream fine dining, but Mexican food does not. Zoi kind of got stuck with the pasta salad, and really, who wants to get stuck with making pasta salad? Of all the side salads there are, pasta has got to be last on the list of desirables. Why didn't they search for some potatoes and go that route? Also, during Tom Colicchio's run-through, he questioned the lack of mayonnaise in Ryan's Waldorf salad, pointing out that mayonnaise is what keeps everything in the salad fresh. Oh, mayo. Is there anything you can't do?
At the block party, Erik's corn dogs were soggy. The end. Oh, also, Padma dropped her s'more on Queer Eye dude's shoe. The end again. Let's skip to the judging. Team Blue was called in first, and the judges started by telling them how bad their food was, but then ultimately told them they had won. Psych! Bring in the Red Team!
The judges hated the corn dogs because they were soggy and they also thought the Waldorf salad was soggy. They thought Zoi's pasta salad was oily and bland (and also, soggy). Twitchy McTwit told the judges that if they gave him the loss, they would need to drag him out with security guards because he wasn't leaving. Apparently, that house is "his house." Unfortunately we didn't get to see his scrawny ass getting dragged out by Bravo's police force, because Erik was deemed the loser. So he packed his knives, and star tattoos, and left. One local gone...three locals to go.
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Erik came across as an ass and his food looked terrible in each episode, which it too bad, as the menu at Circa actually looks good.
Geez, she's sure gritting her teeth hard in that photo. It's making my current TMJ issues flare up like crazy. Ouch.
Agreed, Erik is an ass, and a poor advertisement for Circa.
Really, pasta salad? Come now. We can do better than that. This is Top Chef, not Top Suburban Housewarming Party.