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This week, the knives came out -- or at least a heavily edited sense of cutthroat competitiveness. Anyone who knows and loves Top Chef Masters will admit it's relatively low on intra-chef tension, what with all the humility and sharing and mentorly learning going on.
But in this, the second pass at weeding out 22 accomplished chefs for the title of Ultra Pro Haute Cuisine Jedi Master (we're paraphrasing here), there was a whole lot of drama. Blood! Sweat! Tears! Insincere hugs! This is why we pay for basic cable, folks. Certainly it's not for the incessant Stoli vodka and Lexus product placements.
Funny that in the most inane of situations -- in this case, a soul-food birthday party for former ER stalwart Mekhi Phifer -- the most traumatizing things can happen. Maybe it was the alchemy of the personalities. Maybe it was a clash of culinary cultures. In any event, we ended the episode with as many Stoli martinis as they did, both shaken and stirred.

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