Evening my petite croutons. Oh Dimi, I have just gone right off you despite your cute accent and little man bun. Blue cheese. Oh dear. In a cheese cake, whyyy babe whyyyy?
isn’t Rule 1 of Masterchef something about not teaching Marcus to suck eggs, or in this case make a bisque. It doesn’t look good.
I am liking Phillipe, even if he was a bit wild with his crab attack. And now he is doing brown butter financier. Yum.
hibiscus, again, can we hope that nasturtiums are passé.