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Ladies and gentlemen, we have our Top Chef final four. After a grueling beef-based episode that saw the chefs conquering the famed Chicago steakhouse scene, one unlucky person was unceremoniously chopped from competition like a lonesome ribeye at the butchery. Okay, that was a forced analogy, but on an installment that was all about meat, how could I resist a little steak punnage?

Nevertheless, the outcome of the episode wasn't entirely surprising. Heck, we called it right from the getgo. But the producers did try to fool us (didn't even come close to working), and in the end, while I was sad to see the loser go home, I knew there was no other viable choice for the judges.

Anyway, to the photocap!

"Chefs, this is Rick Tramonto, or as I like to call him, He-Gail."

"Don't you just want to pet him? He's got those stubbly little fingers and puffy cheeks, just like Gail!"

"A tomahawk steak? This was supposed to be rice. Who the FUCK sabotaged me now?!"

"Just looking at this steak is making me full. Which reminds me, we should wrap this all up and bring it to Gail's house. She'd like that."

"Rick, do you think Gail will want these tomahawk cuts? I mean, I know she'll eat them, but she always impresses me as more of a Salisbury Steak kind of girl."

"This is how I eat at home with my daughter. I'm a single mom, in case you didn't know."

"Stephanie, seriously, if you even think about sabotaging my lemons, I will punch you in the FUCKING face."

"FUCK YOU, STEAM!"

"Hi, my name's Ilan, and I don't wear blazers to nice restaurants because I'm famous. AND AWFUL."

"It's times like these I wish I knew how to read."

"'sup, Gail?"

"Pad, I think Rick is looking at me."
"Hmmmm... no, probably not."