Goodbye Fabio

Last night was the first part of the finale on Top Chef. I have been rooting for Fabio all season, but alas, he made a good run and was eliminated. So SAD, and now we're left with crazy Carla, cocky Stefan, and Hosea (who I think if given the chance would like to knife Stefan in the back). But back to Fabio, I HEART FABIO! He has been so entertaining to watch all season, this guy cracks me up. His accent is adorable and it makes his comments even more hysterical. So, in honor of Fabio I thought I would post some of his better quotes of the season:

It doesn't matter how many dragoon you kill, it just matters that you bring home the preencess.

Colicchio. He is like Pope to me.

There is no freakin' blue food.

end of story....

Do I know how make hot dog? No! I know how make sausage!

I'm 30 years old and I have to sleep on the BUNKY bed.

Describing his car: it is a piece of...poo.

Here's 2 variations:
I could serve monkey ass on a clam shell and my team would win.

But I'm a chef. There's nothing that can stress me out. If they gonna give me monkey ass to fill with fried banana, I'll come up with something anyway. It's not a problem.

This is Top Chef...not Top Scallop.

And finally, the last 2 are my favs:

No way, hospital? I'll chop it off and sear it on the flattop so it doesn't bleed anymore, and tomorrow I'll deal with my finger.

I got so many kick in my ass, that sometime when I'm in the bathroom, I still pull shoes out of my ass.

End of story... now vote for Fabio for fan favorite!