We have whittled down to a triumvirate, but that implies a team and though these chefs seem friendly to one another, they all still want to win this thing. Three Mooseketeers. Three wise women and a man. Three’s Company. Three’s a crowd.
As the sun sets on Canada, we are treated to an Alpenglow evening in Whistler before they Sienna down the mountain to Vancouver. Makes me think of the Meat Puppets song "Comin’ Down," which is more about coming down off of heroin, but you get my drift. If you have never been to Vancouver, you should go. It is a stunningly beautiful place with great people. You can be looking at the ocean and turn your head to snow capped peaks. Vancouver also has a great food scene. I loved Bao Bei, Meat & Bread, and Vij’s. They were all great. Vancouver also has some kickass coffee culture going on that gets me all excited. Never seen so many Clovers in my life. (To the Google! Clover Coffee Machine).
Sarah is happy that Bev ain’t coming back. How sweet. Not one bit of, “Hey, against all odds, Bev did a pretty great job.” Did she not realize that those were cameras pointed at her, waiting for her to say mean things about Bev? I guess the wait was pretty short.
Is the name game a degrees of separation game? I am wondering how Barbara Bush and Hillary Swank are connected. I think you would need more than six degrees to link them. Q-Tip comes up in the conversation as Sarah asks whether there is a rapper with that name. That’s like asking if there’s a tennis player named McEnroe. What’s the scenario?