Accepted under the mentorship of your idol and the world's hottest chef Gordon Ramsay, you must prove your skill and determination through competing in Hell's Kitchen- A month long cooking contest versus fifteen other fierce contestants and difficul...
It doesn't take long before the phone rings. Gina hops off the couch and runs to the phone, lifting it off the hook with a breathless, "Hey."
She nods then hangs up the phone.
"Let's go get ready to watch the show, ladies," she says as she shoos us down the steps.
We file downstairs, through the kitchens and into the dining rooms. Gordon is already standing at the middle of the dining room, bouncing on his toes. He nods to us as we slip into a nearby booth to wait for the blue team to come downstairs.
It only takes a minute or two before the men group up in front of the kitchens. I'd not been able to hear what happened in either kitchen while I was out serving our customers table side, so I'm uncertain as to who will be voted to the chopping block.
Gordon clasps his hands behind his back.
"Blue team, please tell me you've come to a consensus," he says, his words sounding strained. Had he needed to yell so much that he was losing his voice? I'd been so focused on the customers that I'd not been listening to his verbal assault on the kitchens, but now that I think of it, he had been yelling an awful lot.
"Yes, Chef," the blue team all respond at once.
"Good. Abel, first nominee and why, please?" Gordon inquires, then coughs a bit to clear his throat.
"Chef, our first nominee is Shaun. We chose him because of the problems with the meat station tonight, what with him having sent up two under-cooked hamburgers in a row and then the two over-cooked steaks. It was really hard for us to recover after that," Abel finishes.
"Alright, that makes sense. Your second nominee, if you would?" Gordon tilts his head, waiting.
"Our second nominee is Pietro. He had a hard time keeping up on the fish station, though I can understand some of that difficulty happening because of having to constantly remake his orders as Shaun kept sending up badly cooked meats." Abel shrugs his shoulders slightly.
"OK then. Shaun. Pietro. Get up here." Gordon points in front of himself.
My eyes lock on to Pietro as he heads to join Gordon in the spotlight. I'm not sure if it'd be a good or bad thing if he got kicked out now. On one hand, he'd be less likely to uncover anything else suspicious about our relationship. But on the other hand, once he's out of Hell's Kitchen he could tell just about anyone what his suspicions are. I'm not sure how much he's put together at this point, but the thought of who he might blab to makes me incredibly anxious.
Gordon eyeballs the two chefs in front of him before sighing.
"Pietro, please tell me why you deserve to stay in Hell's Kitchen." He nods to signal Pietro's turn to speak.
"Chef, I might be the most improved chef out of the lot. I'm hungry for this prize, I want to be your head chef some day and I swear I'll prove to you that I deserve that position. What happened on fish today," he shifts his feet, "it was a fluke, Chef."
"A fluke?" Chef Ramsay echos Pietro's words.
"Yes, Chef. I was frazzled with all the changing times coming from the meat station. I'm certain if meat had been more organized, I would have been perfect," Pietro finishes.
Gordon shifts his attention to Shaun.
"Shaun, go on and explain to me why you deserve to stay in Hell's Kitchen with such a miserable performance." Ramsay gives Shaun a hard glare.
"Chef, I own up to my mistakes. It was a bad day for me, for sure. But you know I'm better than that. You know I've got passion for cooking and passion for being trained by the best Chef in the world. Please don't let me go, I want this more than anything," Shaun pleads.
Chef Ramsay sighs again, then runs one hand through his hair.
"The Chef who will be sent home today is..." Gordon stops and his eyes flick between the two men standing in front of him, "Pietro..."
Pietro gasps, then takes a step forward towards Chef Ramsay, unbuttoning his jacket. My heart catches in my throat. Once Pietro is gone, whatever he knows will be released out into the world with him.
"Back in line."
My shoulders drop as the tense anxiety runs out of me all at once. Good God, I'm going to give myself a freaking aneurysm being led on by Gordon's playing up drama for the camera.
Pietro buttons his jacket back up, smiles at Chef Ramsay, then heads back into line with the others.
"I'm sorry, Shaun, but your time in Hell's Kitchen is through." Gordon curls his finger at Shaun, beckoning him forward.
"Na Chef, it's me who's sorry. I know I can do better than I did. I'm sorry I don't get to show you my true potential," Shaun laments as he hands Chef Ramsay his jacket.
Gordon gives Shaun a sad smile.
"I know bud, I know you've got a passionate heart. You definitely belong in a kitchen, my good man. The cards weren't in your favor this time. Goodnight, Shaun." Gordon shakes his hand.
"Goodnight, Chef," Shaun responds, before turning back around and waving to everyone. I wave to him as he heads out the door. I didn't know him all too well, but he was a good partner during the challenge where we had to teach students how to cook. I can sense that we're cutting down on some truly decent chefs now. The competition has stepped up a notch.
"Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow will be an elimination day as well, so don't go to bed feeling safe. I want everyone to show me that they're ready to step up and be a leader." Gordon places his palms together. "Speaking of being a leader, the challenge tomorrow morning will grant the winner immunity from elimination at the following dinner service that night. So make sure you bring your A game, right? Blue team, clean the kitchens before you go to bed. Everyone else, good night." Gordon bows his head to his before turning away and heading towards his office.
All of the red team slide out of the booth and head for the dorms. The prospect of being immune to elimination tomorrow is a tantalizing prize. Sure, going out on trips and rewards is always fun, but having a secured spot in Hell's Kitchen– even for one more night– is a prize worth fighting for.
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