Luckily Head Judge (and Hair Sprayer in Chief) Johnny Iuzzini interrupts the proceedings for one of his versions of a sniff 'n' sneer that involves sniffing, sneering, and then talking about it in the hallway for five minutes in a seemingly therapeutic gesture. He thinks black and white desserts will be an interesting challenge for the chefs, but as he is contractually obligate to pretend this shit is interesting, who the fuck cares? Erika swears she will have great flavors, while Eric is very excited to make a Mississippi Mud cake, but, you know, fancy style. Johnny remains doubtful of Eric's ability to bring the fancy to such a lowly dessert. Heather is making gingerbread with pomegranates and cranberries, which are clearly, you know, RED. Johnny dutifully points this out to Heather in case she is colorblind and falls under the ADA or something. She just shrugs, which would probably rout any lawsuit she might file for colorblind discrimination. Back at the chefs' house, Morgan is unhappy about the number of show tunes being sung. Damn anti-songite.
The day of the Elimination Challenge, Heather is questioning her decision to add red accoutrements to a black and white challenge while Morgan has to re-soak a cake and Yigit has to assemble 250 teeny tiny little baby desserts and Heather is desperately seeking some white chocolate rice krispie treats. They have gone awandering and no one is quite sure where they have got to, but Heather at least is pretty sure that Morgan had something to do with it. Maybe he got stoned and ate them? Oh, wait, that would be Eric. Who knows why Heather thinks Morgan stole an entire plate of white chocolate rice krispies, but she does and the editing room has decided to make it a Big Deal and they splice together about twelve clips of Heather and Morgan talking smack about each other, but it doesn't ever seem like they are talking about stolen rice krispies. But it doesn't matter now, because there are 250 subscribers to the LA Times wearing black and white and big appetites.
That's right, it's time for the tasting. Yigit has made adorably dolly-sized portions of chocolate cake with white chocolate mousse and berry compote with almond milk ice cream. Erika has a lemon poppy seed ice cream with white chocolate pave and blackberry and she is fully aware (thank you very much Johnny Iuzzini) that this dessert is not TECHNICALLY black and white but instead composed of off white and black-ISH elements and she is COMPLETELY OKAY with it. (Do I know how to work a shift key or what?) The judges are quite impressed with Yigit's precious little plate of plenty, but less so with Erika's taupe options. They are intrigued with Zac's deep fried Whoopie Pie, but find it heavy, sticky, and overly sweet. Morgan made a chocolate date cake with banana anise cream and coffee kahlua jelly stacked in columns like the newspaper. In the recycling bin, I assume. But I am not going to mock a chocolate date cake, oh no. My mama raised me right.