Blais interviews that he was "a husky kid" (a.k.a. fattie, and I was one too, so I know whereof I speak) and that no one ever really told him how to eat, so he would eat things like cereal with heavy cream, because it tasted good. Yikes. That makes me like him more, though. Stephen, on the other hand, had parents who monitored his eating habits, and he ate healthy. So today, he's making snickerdoodles. He knows they're still cookies, but they aren't super high in calories, for a cookie. Dale T. knows that kids want unhealthy food, but all that sugar means that they will be wired, and he wonders if he should have laced his corn muffins with Nyquil so that they kids would pass out. I have sometimes wondered the same thing with my twins' bottles. Just a nip. It couldn't be that bad for them, right? (Note to Child Protective Services: Jokes! They're jokes.)

Everyone is stuffing his or her treat into the brown paper bags. Antonia laughs at Mike, who is sweating and grunting while trying to finish on time. She offers to help him, as she is cleaning up her station with five minutes left, but he doesn't want help. He just wants to sweat and grunt. He is gross. Anyway, Padma and Joe return to try the dishes, and everyone seems to finish on time. Here are the dishes: