And with a sputter and whir Top Chef: Tippity Tippity to the Tip
Tip Top and You Don't Stop All Stiggity Star edition came to a
close. As is often the case, it came down to a duel between
pride and prejudice, head and heart, sense and sensibility, eggs
and bacon, and a boring schmo and a human cankle.  But before we
get to the final showdown between mad scientist Richard Blaise
and intergalactic warlord Pizza the Hutt, we have to talk about
their sous chefs. Every season this show brings back former
contestants (or famous chefs) so the final contestants will have
some help and so that they can wring some drama out of the
proceedings. This finale was boring enough, but how boring is
one person cooking in the kitchen by themselves. Unless that
person is high on bath salts and trying to avoid electricity
that's chasing him while flipping pancakes with his fingers
while blindfolded, that shit is pretty boring. Therefore there
must be the choosing of the sous chefs.  Padma walks into the
kitchen and it is glowing