Final dish: It's Sharone. Lee swallows his tongue. Sharone has made a pan-seared venison with a blueberry puree; there's also a venison tartare with borscht. It's sauce-tastic! It's also splattered with seasoning and smeared with sauce -- like Jackson Pollack helped plate the dish. "The plating is a disgrace," Joe sniffs. "You're lucky you're even up here." Hey, you invited him up here, dude. And the reason why is that Sharone cooked his venison perfectly. "It's the vomit to the side of the plate I'm struggling to understand," says Gordon, who solves the problem by covering up the splattery side of the plate with a napkin. At least Lee no longer feels bad about Sharone's dish being selected. Anyhow, the judges all like how Sharone butchered and prepared his meat; they just wish the rest of the plate wasn't such a disaster.
Ah, but only one of these dishes can win, and it certainly won't be Sharone's. So who takes top honors in the last Mystery Box Challenge ever, until we do this again some other time? Sheetal wins, partly on the strength of her own dish, I think, and partly because the other two seemed flawed in their own particular ways, what with their gravy and fruit smears. No matter -- Sheetal now gets to choose the main ingredient in the invention test. The theme shall be dessert. "Big dessert lover?" Gordon asks, expecting the answer "yes." Sheetal is not. Well, isn't this awkward. "Time to start thinking sweet thoughts," Joe tells her. Time to see which three ingredients she has to choose from, and I will be severely disappointed in the MasterChef producers if all three choices aren't living animals that Sheetal has to personally butcher. ("Your three choices for the main ingredient are baby condor, harp seal and the most amazing kitten.") Instead, it's honey, berries and vanilla. Vanilla condor? No, just vanilla.
Anyhow, Sheetal has picked vanilla as the main ingredient. "What goes with vanilla?" Mike ponders. Ice cream? Tapioca? Republicans? I'm trying to help you here, Hat Guy. But Hat Guy is too busy spilling cream all over the floor of the pantry to pay me any never-mind. The contestants have 90 minutes to make a dessert; someone's getting sent home at the end of that time.