Which is where Thierry fell flat. Eating a heavy bechamel sauce poolside in that heat? No thanks. And what was the deal with that teensy thimble of booze? At the time we couldn't even figure out what it was. Was it Tabasco? Was it tomato soup? Come to find out it was a bloody mary. Come on, Thierry. We are in Vegas! We should be drinking bloodies out of yard glasses for breakfast.
Truly though, it was sad to see the French firecracker go, especially for for something as classically French as one of the mother sauces. But it just goes to show you that the heat of the competition can get to your head. It will remain to be seen who can keep their cool in the episodes to come.