First, Kevin introduces the blue team's caramelized salmon with pan-seared leg of lamb. Ariel's got grilled salmon with leeks. Jonny praises the skin on the blue team's salmon, and the blue team gets approval from both Olympians. 2-0 blue.
Next, Tennille and Dave bring up their dishes. Sabrina is practically vibrating with excitement that Tennile is going to call the venison lamb. She gets as far as "This is a magnificent lamb" before Chef Ramsay's eyes bug completely out of his head. She's on the ball enough to know that something has gone wrong, and tries to get out of it by saying "Initially, I thought this was lamb," but now Chef Ramsay knows she doesn't know what it is. She does successfully guess that it's venison, and Ariel tries to cover for her, explaining that they work with lamb every day and that Tennille must have just said "lamb" accidentally. Sabrina is appalled (in a delighted kind of way) that Ariel and Tennille got away with lying to Chef Ramsay's face like that. Anyway, Dave also has venison with some cranberry and beets. The red team gets approval from Sasha and Jonny, so now it's all tied up with the last dish to go, blah blah blah. Tennille makes me laugh with an interview: "You know I don't know what half of this [bleep] is! But irregardless, everything I put on a plate is gonna taste good!" I think it's okay to use "irregardless" as long as you're shouting about your own ignorance.
Okay, last dish. Van and Sabrina. Sabrina has lamb with mushrooms and artichokes. Van has grilled shrimp and braised ... something. He can't remember what it is, and Sabrina whispers "Kale" to him. Nice work, Sabrina! Jonny likes the blue dish and so does Sasha, so the blue team wins. So the red team's punishment is to go to a local farm, milk some cows, and clean out a pig pen. While wearing stereotypical farm clothes. It's related to the idea of "local ingredients" somehow. And meanwhile, the blue team is going to go eat at Mark Peele's restaurant. Oh, and Gordon brought them back souvenir Whistler stocking caps.