Ben grilled some tuna and asparagus, which is "absolutely delicious". Giovanni did some steak and lobster. Chef Ramsay says both dishes are "delicious" and "extraordinary". He stalls a little, and declares the winning team to be [pause for commercial break] the red team. Gordon assures Ben that it was not an easy decision. Actually, he calls it "the closest ever", but I don't think he puts too much thought into going over his previous Hell's Kitchen decisions. Ben interviews that he is humbled to continually lose. Well, sure.
Chef Ramsay tells the blue team that there's dinner service that night, so they have to clean both kitchens, do the prep for both kitchens, and also get the smaller plates so they can do tapas. The red team ("Ladies! And Giovanni!") is going to the racetrack. You play the ponies, Gordon? The women mostly seem to dress up, although in my opinion the only acceptable attire for the track is a lime-green suit. And try to be chewing a matchstick or sucking on a lemon drop. Before they leave, Giovanni comes over to his four teammates and essentially tells them to stop fighting with each other.
The blue team does prep. Ben sniffs food for some reason. J cooks risotto, verifying that it involves half-and-half water and chicken stock, three boxes of both. Hmm. I always go through the rigmarole of measuring the water, blah blah blah, but this method of using the chicken stock boxes for the water, thus ensuring that you have the same amount, makes a lot of sense. I'm learning! We see shots of Lacey standing in the kitchen not doing anything, alternated with her interviewing tearfully (yes, again) that there was a lot of work to do.
The red team is at Hollywood Park, and Chef Ramsay is hanging out with them picking horses. I don't think he should start betting on horses, because this is where his insane competitive streak will kick in. The blue team gets the new plates from the truck. Lacey doesn't know what to do and asks for instructions. Upon being given them, she proceeds to complain that everybody orders her around. She's sent off to polish plates. At the track, Gordon's horse ("Stress Free", ho ho ho) loses to Andrea's horse ("Victory's Lady"). I imagine you could figure out what day this was shot on from that information, but I'm not going to bother. Andrea gloats.