Back at the Northern Light, someone -- Jason, I think -- says, "Is this Brent's bachelor party?" and everyone cracks up laughing, and I thought it was pretty funny, too. The men are lined up at two long tables. Jason then leads a toast to Brent's final night of freedom.
Santagati shows up and tells the returning men that they're there because, the next day, each woman will choose another Man on Ice to keep in addition to her current Man. "What you say and do will determine whether you get your final shot at love and marriage," he says. The women walk in past the men, enduring various comments and catcalls as they make their way to the head table.
In an interview, Rebekah says, "I felt like I was on display." Hmmm. Rebekah, I don't understand. Could you offer an analogy to explain what you mean by feeling like you were "on display"? "I mean, you felt like you were a doll on display or something." Ohhhh, okay.
Santagati says they've been getting the "full Alaskan experience," which is of course a total load, but he continues by saying that tonight they're going to have a traditional Alaskan meal. With that, the women lift the lids on their covered dishes to find fish head soup. "Is this a contest?" asks Karen, as we watch the non-enthusiastic response of the women and hear the men laughing in the background. There's also the unfortunately named squaw candy, and the word "squaw" reminds me of going hiking in Canmore a couple of years ago and the hill we scrambled up is called "Ha Ling Peak," named for the Chinese man who was the first to ascend it. It had been called "Chinaman's Peak" until a Chinese businessman visiting the area complained, and it was renamed. Funny how they renamed that one but left unchanged a peak across the highway, which is called "Squaw's Tit." Anyway, the candy looks like dried salmon, and it's served with dried seaweed. Also, there are moose strips and herring eggs. I've had moose; it's actually really good. Of course, it's not going to look all that appetizing when it's a brown log sitting on a plate. Next up, smoked salmon, which is actually delicious. Moose stew's up next, which sounds fine to me. Eskimo ice cream, which is apparently made of whale blubber and berries. You know, I can see someone being a little squeamish over the fish head soup, what with the eyeballs and brains and stuff, but the rest of it really doesn't seem so awful, yet the bachelorettes are all reacting like they're eating monkey brains like in that Indiana Jones movie. Seriously, complain about the food and then go back to California and eat your sushi and caviar, and then complain about your nasty Alaskan meal of dried seaweed and herring eggs. "Dinner was, um, an awful experience," says Karen in an interview. Shots of Karen choking back the food, while Andrea and Rebekah's solution appears to be to put lots of pepper in the soup. MORE shots of Karen wincing as she eats the soup, and we hear some guy saying, "We got an eyeball, we got an eyeball" and in an interview, Terry gleefully describes watching Karen's discomfort during dinner. She says she was trying to be a "good sport," but hated hearing all the comments from the guys: "And feeling as though I was being mocked was a miserable experience." Well, Karen, try pointing your browser to www.televisionwithoutpity.com. We'll take care of you. In an interview, Kurt gets all "I'm gonna staaaand! Bah! Mah! Woman naaoooowww..." says, "She had to hear the peanut gallery's comments over and over again and it looked like she was kind of upset about that." We see Kurt looking awfully short next to Brent. All by himself in the interview, though, he manages to make himself sound all tough and makes it seem like he was about ready to bust some heads. News to Kurt: Karen's a grown woman and she ought to be able to take care of herself. I can't even imagine dating a woman who wouldn't give as good as she got in such a situation.