We're shocked, possums, shocked.
We had always thought Tom Colicchio a man of his word, but, much to our chagrin and disillusionment (sniff sniff), it seems that is not the case.
At the end of last night's episode, Colicchio, in reassuring Mark Simmons that he did not dislike the deadpan New Zealander, promised, "I'm sure we'll catch up after this and share a beer. Or a pint, as you guys say."
However, as Mark told our pals at Grub Street, thus far, nothing:
So you don’t feel like you were wronged in any way.
No, I don’t think I was wronged at all there. The only thing I feel wronged is Tom said he was going to buy me a beer after the chopping block. I’m still waiting for my invite.
For shame, we say, for shame. The chap just got married, Tom; the least you can do is buy him a lousy beer.