Howie has rubbed me the wrong way from the beginning. He's the typical executive chef: bad temper; no one can ever question him because he is always right; blames others hastily. Even if Sara was in the wrong, Howie is just as responsible for going along with all of her ideas (the pasta, the stock, et al). And let's not forget that even though Howie has won twice, he's also been called into the bottom four times.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body