Its over! The white smoke rising from Andy Cohens clubhouse chimney signifies that a new Top Chef has been elected! We open this seasons finale with a montage of judges table critiques, a frustrated Padma saying this is the tightest finale ever, and an exhausted, eleven-months-pregnant Gail saying they could debate the outcome for another sixteen hours, but that they need to make a decision. After four and a half months, eighteen judges tables, and more strands of beads than I can count, we have finally reached our conclusion, and it may have been decided by a coin flip.
We then flash back 48 hours to the night before the final Elimination Challenge is announced. Nick and Nina are chilling with their ever-present post-elimination glasses of pinot grigio, already stressing just a bit about whats ahead. Nick says, In every kitchen Ive ever worked in, Ive been the best chef, but in Top Chef, it wasnt like that anymore. Nina agrees that the show makes you step it up, and here we see the differences between our two finalists: Nina is ever the professional, certain of her skills and bluster-free. Nick will never get to a point where he doesnt feel compelled to tell you hes classically trained, tell you hes taking risks, tell you hes good at what he does. I want to eat at his restaurant, but I need for him to find some peace.
Nick and Ninas final challenge is to make four-course meals that prove why they should be the winner. And then into the finalists suite stream the other Top Chef New Orleans cheftestants, six of whom will assist Nick and Nina as sous chefs; Nicks prize for having won part one of the finale is that he gets to pick his three first. A real advantage would be to pick Ninas three and give her Michael, pouty Sara, and that guy who iced down his dashi in episode one, but doing it this way is probably for the best. (I still cant get over that iced-down dashi, you guys.) Nick chooses Jason (the handsome guy who got the ax in episode two), Brian, and Louis. Its going to be a very bro-y kitchen, this one.
Nina takes Shirley, Stephanie, and Travis, and one of the women says, Girls against guys! HA HA GET IT BECAUSE GAY MEN ARE NOT REALLY MEN AT ALL. Travis laughs a sheepish laugh, because he hasnt yet learned that he doesnt have to take that shit.
Nina says she wants to win it for her father, who was a powerful figure on the enchanted isle of Saloosha. Ill say he was; turns out Nina is the daughter of the former prime minister. They never say this on the show, by the way; I looked it up. I wonder if Nina would still have seemed like the scrappy underdog if that tidbit were revealed during the show. (Probably; for all I know, everyone on St. Lucia gets a turn as Prime Minister.)
Oh, also, there are a million unexplained, totally gratuitous shots of Padma frolicking in the Hawaiian surf in a red bikini. Its like those few frames of scary faces they slipped into The Exorcist they will keep us engaged even if they have to turn us on subliminally. (Speaking of turned on, my crush on Nick has survived the season, despite the editors best efforts. He has sad eyes, emotional issues, and the complexion of a young Lady Elaine Fairchild. Im in love.)
Back to food: Nina is going to make what she calls a collabo of everything Ive learned so far in my life as a chef. She decides to end her meal with a nice ice cream, so she stocks up on eggs and milk on the Whole Foods run, then finds out from her advance team Travis and Stephanie that her kitchen doesnt have an ice-cream machine. Whoops. Nick is going to focus on Hawaiian flavors, and will address his lack-of-seasoning issue. He puts Louis on a hamachi/tuna crudo, Jason on the scallop noodle that is his specialty (and which is actual noodles made of actual scallops), and Brian on duck (which our show-opening flash-forward has already warned us will be undercooked).
All the sous chefs are so much lighter and more energetic now that theyre not cheftestants themselves. Stephanie doesnt look like shes going to projectile barf. Shirley is somehow even smilier. Travis has the relaxed affect of a guy whos just come out to his father on national television and didnt get disowned. In Nicks kitchen, its maybe a little too relaxed; Jason flattens his scallops in between two kitchen bins by standing on top of them. 200 pounds of pressure on that bitch, he says. 65 pounds of it is my hair and ego. Straight hood shellfish press. Also, later, he gives us an I know my noodles are bangin. The world does not need a handsome Guy Fieri, Jason. Knock it off.
Back in Ninas kitchen, Tom and Emeril try to convince her that if the ice cream plan isnt coming together, maybe she doesnt need a dessert at all. And since shes more a cheese-course kind of gal anyway, this gets her all in her head. And then her braised goat isnt tender enough at the end of the day. But does she freak out? Not our Nina. Theres a future for her in life coaching if this culinary thing doesnt work out.
The first day of cooking ends in a big beach dinner for the finalists, with Tom and Emeril, and special guests Ninas husband and brother, and Nicks wife and mother. They have to know this is coming, but they boo-hoo all over the place anyway.
Nicks restaurant will be called Kris, after his wife, and Ninas will be Canouan, after the island where her late father was born. Nina tastes her goat and pronounces it chewy as fuck, but instead of raising her voice, she just decides to add two extra courses. A couple of Nicks servers show up late and he throws a fit. It is the beginning of much front-of-house trouble for Nick, and I think he brings it on himself; while Ninas restaurant has a chilled-out energy, Nick is immediately imperious and condescending to his staff. For whom would you do a better job?
So lets get into the food. Here's what Nina made:
Amuse-bouche: Breadfruit with whipped foie-gras butter with a little curry salt on top. She loves her breadfruit.
First course: Tuna/escolar tartare with a tomato-water & jalapeño granita. Tom tastes all the elements, Random Diner Man says I really taste the islands.
Second course: Roasted goat sugo with orecchiette, cherry-tomato confit and whipped goat cheese. The goat finally achieved its desired yumminess level at the very last minute.
Third course: Swordfish with squash purée, braised kale and smoked onion jus. Tom says the kale fights with the brightness of the fish. Nobody at the judges table seems to like it.
Intermezzo: Compressed dragon-fruit and frozen papaya with a little simple syrup. Tom calls it Just what we needed a little something extra.
Dessert: Chocolate zeppole with macadamia nuts and passion-fruit creme anglaise for dipping. It is noted that this ends the meal with a whisper and not a bang.
Over at Kris, Nick barks that there are sixteen diners just sittin there. And hes cooking for Masaharu Morimoto first, which has got to be daunting when youre doing fish. No matter what I do to this fish, its going to be wrong, he says. God, my boyfriend is exhausting.
First course: Hamachi and tuna crudo with green-apple wasabi, celery and Maui-mayer lemon. Morimoto approves of the fish, but again everyone complains about underseasoning. Carlos, whos probably been waiting for this moment for months, complains that theres no big flavor on the plate.
Second course: Shrimp bisque, scallop-and-daikon noodles with Thai basil and shaved abalone. Morimoto approves of the abalone, but wonders why the scallop noodles are happening.
Third course: Kombu-cured seared duck breast with kabocha squash, hijiki, and ginger. Nick realized the duck was a little underdone in the kitchen so he had the boys take it from medium-rare to medium. The judges think its packed with flavor, but Emerils is tough.
Dessert: Caramelized white-chocolate panna cotta with almond-cocoa crumble and tropical fruit. Nick wants redemption on that panna cotta. It is roundly deemed delicious, but not jiggly enough.
Through it all, Nicks servers are giving lousy service. He learns that a mysterious Table 9 hasnt received its first course, and shouts GOD DAMMIT loudly enough for Gail and Tom to hear it at their table way out in the center of the restaurant. It is a great big Top Chef Dont. But flavor-wise, Tom says Nicks second course is the best dish hes had all season, and that he peaked at just the right time. Nick goes in to kiss his mom after the whole thing is over and she recoils in terror, and we all have a lot more information about Nicks whole thing now.
Pretty much everyone agrees that Ninas amuse-bouche is a bright start to the meal, but that her swordfish/kale thing is muddled, and her dessert is weak dipping sauce. Hugh says: Do I think this is the best dessert Nina can do in the Top Chef finale? and then shrugs his shoulders and makes his lips disappear in the universal signal for not really, but Im not going to say it out loud.
In the commercial break, Nick and Nina are both in the promo for Watch What Happens Live, and Nick sways uncomfortably, while Nina radiates Salooshian calm. This means nothing, but I re-watch it for signs.
And then we are at our final judges table! They bring in Nick and Nina and go through their meals course by course. Tom points out that Nick's first course was underseasoned, Padma and Tom are torn on the scallop noodles, Emeril reiterates that his duck was chewy, and everyone agrees that the panna cotta was maybe a little overset, but nobody complains about the flavor.
On to Nina. Hugh says her amuse was palate-all-econompassing in that patrician way of his, everyone agrees that the orecchiette was awesome, everyone is polite about the fish/kale thing but you can tell nobody was feeling it, and Gail says of the doughnuts that it "didn't feel like a full dessert," but to me it felt like there wasn't a fucking ice-cream maker in the kitchen of a restaurant so it would be a shame for Nina to lose for something like that.
And then it is our final deliberation of the season, and you know what? When you get right down to it, people arguing about food you didnt taste is just never going to be all that interesting. The judges think it was just too close, so should it come down to where each chef concentrated their energy, in which case Ninas forgettable extra couple of courses keep her from winning? Should it come down to the best course of the night, which was Nicks noodles? Or should it come down to the worst dish of the night, which was Ninas swordfish? Should it come down to whos been consistent (Nina) or whos grown over the season (Nick)? Oh, its a pickle, you guys. They argue into the wee hours, leaving Nick and Nina to chug five bottles of pinot grigio and take a nap.
The Toyota thing at the bottom of the screen tells us that Bravo viewers think Nina should win by more than a 5-1 margin. But sweet, stoned ol Padma isnt here to give you what you want: Nick wins.
Please do not cry for Nina, though. The chances of her getting a spinoff are good, the odds of her having a best-selling island cookbook are basically even. And Nick still has to be Nick; you know hes watching this finale, looking for things to be angry about.
And thats a wrap on this season! It has been a pleasure. The Grub Street gang has been a joy to work with, and your input in the comments section reveals that youre a smart, discerning bunch. Thanks for reading, chers. Now pack your knives and go.