Bye bye: Jordan - he'd been living on the
‘bread-ge’ (GEDDIT?!?!), but making raspberry haemorrhaging brioche massacre
was the final straw (of wheat).
Ma Baker: Luis just sneaked past Kate on the
final ‘bread-ch’ (stretch, ahem), after her Showstopper turned out to be raw.
Her little face-crumple was quite heart-breaking.
Living up
to gloriously middle class stereotype:
Why use a simple camembert when your supermarket cheese-counter connections can
get you France's most pungent contraband fromage. Martha proceeded to
bake said stinker into a bread octopus with chutney-encased arms.
Bake
craving: Hellooooo?
See above.
Norman’s
Conquest: He’s going
to have to up his game if he wants to stay; an extra sultana is not exotic
enough, Norman. Time to crack open the darjeeling-infused balsamic rose
vodka.
Next week: Mary finds something unacceptable.
It is unacceptable for Mary to be presented with something she finds
unacceptable. Let the (sand)witch hunt commence!
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