You Donkey!

We regularly watch Hell's Kitchen, that show starring the chef we love to hate, Gordon Ramsay. It's a reality show, with sixteen chefs vying for the top prize of being head chef at a high-profile restaurant. Each week, the teams complete challenges, and the winning team is given a luxurious treat, while the losers are punished. One competitor is also eliminated each week. In one episode, Chef Ramsay was scolding Holli, who had simultaneously overcooked the duck and undercooked the chicken.




"She needs a spanking," my husband observed. "That should be the prize for this week. The winning team gives the members of the losing team a spanking."

I thought that was a wonderful idea. Since the teams are the red team (women) and the blue team (men) the outcome could be very interesting. The red team had lost every challenge so far. But perhaps this would be their lucky day.

Ron had the right instinct about Holli. On a subsequent episode, she won a 1000 dollar shopping spree in a kitchen supply store, and chose blue-haired, macho Jay to accompany her.




We had heard a great deal of sexual banter between the two in the previous episode.

As we watch them in the store, Jay drops a wooden paddle into the empty shopping cart.

Holly (laughing) "A wooden paddle."

Jay "it's a multi-function paddle, Holli."

(Ron and I exchanged knowing looks at this point.)

Later that evening, they relax and flirt in the hot tub. Jay orders Holli to "assume the position" as she floats in quasi-OTK position over his legs. Holli replies, "This is one of my favourites." When they hear a third contestant coming to join them in the tub, Jay mutters "Hurry up" but then they are interrupted. Or perhaps it was skilful film editing at work.