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Latest National Stories. Her breath is poison, her intent is malicious and if you cut off one of her heads, another will grow in its place. In this way, she is much like the team of contestants on MasterChef. Last night saw a return to core MasterChef values. No, not cooking ; that of manufactured hissy fits. Recalling great historic moments such as the smack-down of Kate v Dalai Lama, Deb lost all of her biscuits and then some in a move clearly designed to serve us up some fresh-baked loathing.

But first, contestants were marched toward their fate through the mean streets in a long-shot that recalled Scorsese.

Well, Scorsese if he were directing a Friends reunion special. Julia's pre-apron wardrobe deserves special mention, here. The chilly blonde-bot wore a t-shirt that said "LOVE"; an emotion rarely felt by cybernetic organisms. Wednesday's challenge demanded logistic as well as culinary skill. Tonight teams would be required to establish a pop-up restaurant. Teams were to build a "pop-up restaurant" in an empty "space" - aka they were to make "food" in a "room".

When did fly-by-night commercial desperation become "pop-up" and when did something surrounded by walls become a "space"? This knack of tarting up the dreary truth of living, though, is why we adore MasterChef. In this world of boundless hope, a plate of spaghetti can be "brave" and its sauce "the hero of the dish". Similarly, three women racing toward cutlery is an act laden with meaning.

On Wednesday, those who had not previously captained were required to lunge toward spoons because, well, I don't know really. Hilarity ensued. Kylie, it must be said, proved herself a capable and charismatic leader.