[s10e14] 8 Chefs Compete <PLUS>

The tension in the dorms was thick enough to cut with a dull pairing knife. With only eight chefs remaining, the bravado of the early weeks had vanished, replaced by the hollow stares of people who hadn’t slept more than four hours a night in a month.

"They’re rubber, Michelle! Rubber! RUBBER!" Ramsay slammed a plate of scallops onto the pass, the porcelain shattering. "You’re serving bouncy balls to table twelve! Get out! All of you, GET OUT!" [S10E14] 8 Chefs Compete

The Red Team started strong, but the cracks showed early. T was a machine on the meat station, flipping steaks with a rhythmic precision that made it look like a dance. But next to her, Michelle was drowning in a sea of scallops. The tension in the dorms was thick enough