*top chef = waste of my fucking time*
Ilan beats Marcel? What the fucking huh? I guess we all learned something important this evening - it doesn't matter how talented you are, how willing you are to take risks to exceed and strive toward excellence, or how able you are to stand on your own against the opposition who would see you fail; it's all about winning the high school popularity contest and being the swell guy who cooks the same goddamn dish in the same and only goddamn cuisine he fucking knows anything about to pull ahead and be the best of the best. Fucking bullshit. I feel like I just wasted an hour every Wednesday night for the last four months. Here's to hoping next year's competition isn't such a fucking letdown.