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by VaVooM

Two salmon steaks,
two New York strips, medium...

Rice pilaf instead of
mashed potatoes on both.

You have to lower
the heat on the Béarnaise

before it starts to clot.

Okay...

Hey, sis.
Long time no see.

I know, I keep meaning
to come up for a visit,

but I never seem able
to find the time.

How is everybody?

Great, actually.

Matthew volunteered to be
assistant coach

for Sophia's softball team
this year.

She's their star pitcher.

Of course, she is.

It's a toss-up between
which of the two

is having more fun.

I bet.

So, how about you?

How's life in the big city?

You know, the usual...

non-stop busy.

You work too much, Gabby.

You need to find some balance
in your life.

Well, balance seems to be

in short supply these days.

I guess.

I don't know how you do it.

Sometimes, neither do I.

Must be nice living
the tranquil New England life.

I don't know about tranquil,

but we all seem to love it.

So, how about you?

Aside from work.

How are you doing?
Are you still seeing David?

Yeah...
when we can...

Though with our schedules,

it seems fewer
and far between lately.

Give me one second.

And with that,

I just got a dinner invite
from David,

and it says
"I can't wait to talk."

That sounds promising.

I'll say.

Well, keep me posted.

Bye-bye.

Right, here you go.

You tell me that's not
the best burger in town.

Another home run, am I right?

It's a hamburger and fries,
Caleb, not a filet mignon.

Come on, Danny, tell the truth.

It's good, right?

Good enough.

Afternoon, Christina...

How goes the real estate world
out in Bright Shore?

Why?

Are you looking
to sell the place?

Not by a long shot,

but I saw the place down the street
finally shut its doors.

Petite Patisserie?

I just took the listing.
It's a shame.

It barely lasted a year.

Odd choice,
opening a French bakery

in the land
of steak and potatoes.

Or hamburgers and fries.

I think the problem
was poor management.

More like poor judgement,
opening it in the first place.

Don't mind
my brother, Christina...

he just likes to fancy Delaney's
as the best place in town.

Here you go.

Extra-crispy onion rings,
with ranch dressing on the side.

- $6.75.
- Now, that's a deal.

Hey, sweetie.

Dad, can I skip
softball practice today?

No, you can't skip practice.

How many times
do I got to tell you?

We stand a really good chance
of winning the pennant this season.

Oh, right.
And then I can get a trophy.

Hi, Mrs. Weaver.

Is Sophia
already down at the field?

Yeah. Her dad took her down

to throw the ball around
before practice starts.

What for? Extra credit?

No, silly,

to help take our team
to the championship.

Now, come on,
let's get a move on.

We've got work to do.

Play now, listen later.

See, you guys.

- Thanks for this.
- Enjoy.

Bye.

Can I get you another coffee?

Yes. Fill it up.

David, I can't believe
you got us a table at this place.

I heard the wait for a reservation
was, like, six months.

I guess it's all about
who you know, right?

Champagne?

Okay...

I'm getting nervously excited.

So, to the future.

I'm not going to lie, David.

My head's been spinning
since you sent me that text.

I didn't mean to cloak
this evening in mystery,

but with news like this,

I didn't want to just...

blurt it out.

Gabby...

Yes, David?

I can't believe
I'm about to say this...

You're looking...

at the new executive chef
of this place!

What?

I start Monday.

I don't understand.

I guess the owner

wasn't too thrilled
with his last chef,

so the other night,

I hosted
a private tasting for him...

and then I got the job.

That's...

That's great.

David, I'm happy for you.

What's wrong?

I guess your text
had me expecting

something a bit more...

well, more personal.

About us.

But it's not like
either of us are in any rush.

David, it's been
almost two years.

I know.

It's just, right now...

the timing isn't right.

The timing is never right.

I'm sorry, David.

I just can't do this anymore.

Order of fettuccine.

And a Dover sole?

Right!

There you go.

I need a Spaghetti Vongole,

garlic bread
and a bowl of gazpacho.

Gabby, who plated this?

I did, Chef.

And does this look
presentable to you?

No, Chef.
The fish is dry.

- This is not my Alfredo sauce.
- No, Chef.

We ran out of cream
so I substituted half and half.

So let me understand this.

Rather than tell the servers

that we've run out
of fettuccine,

you decided to alter my recipe?

Yes, Chef.

Go help Andrew on desserts.
I'm taking over.

All right, listen up.

How are we looking

on the steak tartar
and the calamari?

Gabby, we need to talk.

I am so sorry
about earlier, Chef.

I had an off night.

It's not just that.

Lately, I have noticed

that you've been
sending out plates

that you would have
never let slide by before.

And tonight,
altering my recipe like that?

I know, Chef.

That is grounds for dismissal.

Gabby, you've worked with me
for six years now.

I mean,
I consider you like family,

but I can't have you
running my kitchen

if your heart's not in it.

My mentor would say
you've lost your joie de vivre,

and as hard as it is
for me to say this,

I think it's just because
you've worked here for too long.

One day, everything
becomes routine, and...

things just go downhill
from there.

But what I need is
that passion that I saw in you

when you first
stepped into my kitchen.

Gabby, I just...

I don't know what to do here.

Yes, you do, Chef.

You just don't want to say it.

I think it's time
for me to finally leave.

You need to go
and rediscover your passion.

And where exactly do I go
to find that?

I can't believe you're here.

I told you I'd come up
and visit you one of these days.

It really is so good to see you.

You too, Gabby.

I'm thrilled you took me up
on my offer,

but why now?

You were awfully cryptic
on the phone.

I just needed to get away.

Don't bother covering.

I can already tell.

There's something going on
that you're not telling me,

isn't there?

Ever since
my mom married your dad,

you always could read me
like a book.

So... spill.

Okay, well, first of all,

I broke up with David...

this time, for good.

I'm sorry.

Don't be,
it was a long time coming.

And...

I quit my job.

You what?

- Seriously, Gabby?
- Yeah.

But you've been working
for Franco

for practically ever.

I know.
That's the problem.

You know,
I couldn't help but feel

that I was spinning my wheels,

working at the same place
for all these years, you know?

So you figured

a change of scenery
would do you good?

Yeah,
and I don't know,

get a fresh perspective
on some things.

A fresh perspective?
On what?

I don't know...

Maybe...

what am I going to do
with my life.

I know that look.

Well, what if I told you

that sometimes
things happen for a reason?

I would say

you're about to tell me
the reason.

Better yet...

I'll show you.

Okay...

Petite Patisserie.

What, are they looking
for a new sous-chef?

More like a new owner.

Place closed down a month ago.

The space just became available.

And...

I happen to be the realtor
for this property.

- What?
- Come on.

Wasn't it always your dream

to open up
your own restaurant one day?

I mean, yeah.
Of course, Christina.

But usually,
you make it to executive chef

before you venture out
on your own.

Well, maybe it's time
you skip a step.

Just wait till
you get a look inside.

I'm crazy.

- No. I can't open a restaurant.
- Why not?

Aren't you the one who said

you could achieve
anything in life

if you want it badly enough?

I did?

I did.

What happened to that girl?

She broke up with her boyfriend,
quit her job,

and is now looking to a start
a new chapter in her life.

You're right.

You're right!

I can't wait to look inside.

And I can't wait to show you.

Amazing, right?

It's not too big
or overwhelming.

Not at all.

With some paint
and a few personal touches,

this place could be perfect.

All it needs
is your unique flare

and your brilliant cooking.

What happened
with the last tenants?

They were a young couple,
first-time restaurant owners.

I think they were in
over their heads

even before
they opened the doors.

People love to romanticize
owning a restaurant,

but they never realize
the work that goes into it.

They don't...

but you do.

The owner
is eager to lease the space,

and I bet I could get you
a terrific deal.

That's nice.

And what about what's here?
The chairs, the tables?

That's the best part.

It's all included in the rent.

Seriously?

It would really
lower your start-up costs.

I'm telling you, Gabby,

I really think this is
an opportunity of a lifetime.

Maybe, Christina,
but I don't know

if I'm biting off
more than I can chew here.

You'll never know
unless you take a bite.

There's a lot for me
to think about.

Tell you what...

Why don't I give you
some alone time

to explore the kitchen
and mull it all over?

That's a great idea.

I've got to get back
to the office.

Lock up when you leave?

And I will see you
back at the house.

Sounds good.

Customer.

Hey. Welcome to Delaney's.

I'm Caleb Delaney.

- The owner?
- The very same.

So which is it,
late lunch or early dinner?

Neither, actually.

I was just a bit thirsty

and I figured I'd pop in
for an iced tea.

Well, lucky for you,
it's on the menu.

I thought you said
you weren't hungry?

I'm not.

I just want to see

what the good people
of Bright Shore

like to eat at Delaney's.

I see.

So where are you from?

New York.

I'm here visiting my sister.

That's funny,

because I saw you standing
outside the old Patisserie.

I figured you were looking
to lease the place

and you came in
to check out the competition.

No.

That's ridiculous.

Good, because I've had to watch

three restaurants go under
in the past five years.

And you're telling me this why?

Just a little friendly warning
for aspiring restaurateurs.

"Aspiring" restaurateur?

Well, I did just see you

checking out the restaurant
down the street.

So...

What are you afraid of,
a little healthy competition?

No. I'd welcome it.

I just hate to see people fail.

Just so you know,
I never...

ever...

fail at anything
I put my mind to.

That's...

That's good to hear.

So then you are considering
taking over the place?

First of all, I haven't decided,

and when I do,

you'll be the last person
to find out.

I don't know,
it's a pretty small town.

News travels fast.

Plus, the local
real estate agent

is one of
my close, close friends.

You mean Christina Weaver?

Yup.

She's my sister.

So you must be...

I'm Gabby.

Gabby...

By the way...
What's your name again?

- Caleb.
- Caleb.

The iced tea is a touch watery.

He's just irritating...

I don't know if he was trying
to discourage me

from taking over the place

or challenging me
to actually do it.

That's just Caleb.

He does have
a competitive streak.

You know, he's something
of a hometown hero.

He lead the varsity baseball
team to victory.

That explains
all the sports decoration.

He's clinging on
to his glory days.

He's harmless.

Caleb might be a little rough
around the edges,

but deep down,
he's got a good heart.

Well, it can't be easy
being a single dad,

running the restaurant,

plus finding time

to coach
his daughter's softball team.

He's the coach, too?

That's nice.

Sophia and his daughter, Emily,
are best friends.

Of course they are.

What's next?

Are you going to tell me
he's coming over for dinner?

That's a great idea!

Forget Caleb.

Just concentrate
on the business at hand.

Yeah. Figuring out exactly

what it's going to take
to make this place a success.

Hey!

- Aunt Gabby!
- Sophie!

It's so good to see you.

I've missed you so much,
not-so-little one.

How are you, Matthew?

So good to see you.

Thank you for the invitation.

Are you kidding?

I would trade
an empty guest room

for a personal chef any day.

What smells so good?

Gabby's making pork loin
on a bed of polenta,

with cranberry relish.

My mouth is watering already.

See?

This is exactly
the kind of cuisine

that will knock the socks off
the town of Bright Shore.

You think?

Yeah.

It will be a welcome change
from the usual...

diners, Chinese, pizza,
and of course...

Delaney's Coastal Grille.

Look at you,

already getting familiar
with our local spots.

Caleb made quite the impression.

Can I help cook?

Yeah.

Get a mixing bowl.

I'm going to teach you
how to make polenta.

I could get used to this.

I already have.

All right, girls,
ground-ball drill.

Ground-ball drill.

The team's really
giving it their all this season.

If we stay on track,

I wouldn't be surprised
if we make it to playoffs.

I won't stop until we take home
the pennant.

Hey, I heard you had
a little run-in yesterday

with my sister-in-law?

I don't know
if I can call it that,

but I definitely seemed
to get a rise out of her.

I'll say...

according to my wife.

What I don't get

is why a New Yorker would come
here to open a restaurant.

She's in the business.

Graduated culinary school
top of her class.

It's always been her dream
to have her own place.

Well, then she knows
exactly what's she's in for.

Are you worried?

No.

Do you have any idea

how many new restaurants

go out of business
in their first year?

40%.

You still didn't
answer my question.

Back-hand drills, girls.

Back-hand drills.
Let's go.

Hey.

Someone's been busy.

Doing your due diligence?

So, are you any closer
to making a decision?

Well, I canvassed almost
every restaurant in town.

Now, the palate

seems to definitely be skewed
towards comfort food.

Now, I feel like
they're ready for it

in a more elevated form,
you know?

Now, I know I'm biased,

but I feel that's exactly

what the town
has been crying out for.

Now, the question is,

how fast can I turn
this place around?

About that.

Things may have gotten
a little more complicated.

This morning, I got a phone call

from a coffeehouse chain
regarding the property.

Oh, no...

Don't get nervous.

It was just one inquiry.

But if you're really serious
about doing this,

then you need to move fast.

Okay, I'll figure this out.

And, Gabby,
if this doesn't feel right,

for whatever reason,

I am sure something better
will come along.

Yeah, well,

that's just something
people tell themselves

to take the sting
out of life's disappointments.

Well, then get to work.

I will.

Gabby, I can see that
the place is full of potential,

but what's important here
is what does your gut tell you.

I want to take the leap,
but I'm scared.

You should be.

Look, fear can either push us
or hold us back,

but in the end,

what we regret
are the chances we never took.

You're right, Chef.

You need to ask yourself,

is this a regret
that I'm willing to live with

or is this a chance
that you're ready to take.

Okay.

Thanks, Chef.

No problem.

Customer.

Back again?

Yes.

This time with an appetite.

Well, would you like
to take a look at the menu

or do you have it memorized
from yesterday?

I don't.

Need to look at a menu, I mean.

I would like to have
the specialty of the house.

I beg your pardon?

Whatever it is
this place is famous for.

Your best dish.

Well, that would have
to be our smoked brisket.

Isn't that right, Danny?

I'm staying out of this.

It's our top seller.

We marinate the meat
for two days,

then slow roast it
to perfection.

That's it.
Sounds good.

I'll get it started.

And your usual ice tea?

Not-so-watery.

Let me see...

Salud.

Just the check, please.

That's it?

You're not going to tell us
what you think?

You said it's the best.

It doesn't matter what I think.

Sure, but you're, like,
a real chef.

Gentlemen...

you have got yourselves...

a very...

tasty dish.

And...

some new competition
down the street.

Well, then I guess

there's really
only one thing left to say.

Game on.

It's your basic one-year lease

with option to extend
for another four.

So what are your plans
for the renovations?

Well, I am re-purposing
most of what's already there

and then I want
to open the doors

by the end of the month.

Once I start turning a profit,

I'm going to invest
in more improvements.

Impressive.

Sounds like you have a plan
and an admirable goal.

And a long road ahead of me
before I get there.

Well, every journey
starts with a single step.

Or in this case,

with a signature
at the bottom of the page.

Here goes nothing.

Congratulations.

The place is yours.

Have you settled on a name
for the new restaurant?

No. I've got a few ideas,

but nothing has stuck
with me just yet.

Well, I'm sure you'll find
something you love.

Until then...

I couldn't be more proud of you.

I'm so excited for you, Gabby.

Thanks, sis.

You know, for the first time
in a long time,

I can honestly say...

I am, too.

I see the Lewiston Falls Orioles

made it to the playoffs.

If you can manage
to squeeze one more win,

the Blue Jays
will finally face them.

What do you mean if,
it's practically in the bag.

That would be huge.

Lewiston Falls
has won the championship

for the last four years.

Exactly.

The time is ripe for an upset.

And if your brother
doesn't win tomorrow,

he's gonna be upset.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, sweetie.

I thought you two
were heading to the movies?

It was sold out.

We were wondering if it was okay

if we went over
to my Aunt Gabby's

to help her fix up
her restaurant.

Just until softball practice?

Sure. Have fun.

Thanks, Dad.

Okay.

I really hope Gabby knows
what she's in for.

From what I can tell,
she seems pretty determined.

Yeah, well, she's going to need
a lot more than determination

to make a go of it.

Are you worried she might take
a bite our of your business?

Danny, do I look like
a guy who's worried?

I think that woman has
a real fire inside her.

I find it refreshing.

Yeah, Caleb,
she's just following her dreams.

You remember what those are,
don't you?

What are you naming
your restaurant?

I haven't decided yet.

I'm waiting for something
to leap out at me.

How about "Aunt Gabby's"?

I'll take that under advisement.

Mom said Nana would let you

help her make dinner
every night.

Yes, she did,
as a matter of fact,

but her speciality was baking.

Cookies, cupcakes,
all sorts of pastries.

She was amazing.

Emily, does your dad
let you bake?

Not really.

He's usually pushes me

to do my homework
or play softball.

He certainly has
a love for the game, huh?

That's for sure.

Me, not so much.

Why not?

She's afraid to strike out.

Usually, I just stand there,
hoping to get a walk.

You know, that may sound like
a good idea,

but you're only
cheating yourself...

and your teammates.

But what if I really am bad?

So?

It's better than
not giving it your all, right?

Listen. Back when I first
went into culinary school,

I discovered

that one of the requirements
to be able to graduate

was that I had to bake
the perfect souffle.

Now, that is an incredibly
complex dish to get right...

and I rarely got it right.

Seriously?

Yeah, you can cook anything.

Now maybe...

but back then, forget it.

My baking skills
were underwhelming.

So for the next two years,

me and the souffle
became mortal enemies.

Now, deep inside,

I knew I had the skill set,

but I allowed my fear of failure
to get the best of me.

So, what happened?

So, one day,

I decided that I was going
to either fail spectacularly

or I was going to make

the very best souffle
the chef had ever seen.

And?

Nailed it!

Looks like somebody
has been industrious.

Yeah.

I still have a lot of work to do
before I open next week.

You really are looking
to make a fast turnaround.

I hate to steal away
your workers,

but we have practice to get to.

Aw, do we have to?
We're having fun.

It's okay, Emily.

You girls are welcome
to come back any time you want.

Really?

If your dad is okay with it.

Of course.

Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

All right, girls, let's go.

Dad, do you know
how to bake a souffle?

Because my Aunt Gabby knows
how to bake the perfect souffle.

Does she now?

All right, let's go.

You work so hard

and still manage
to look so refreshed.

How do you do it?

Because I thrive under pressure.

I heard Emily and Sophia

helped out
at the restaurant today.

They did.

And they were so sweet.

You know, I wanted to ask you.

I assume Emily's mom
and Caleb are divorced?

Yes. Five years now.

They met when Caleb was playing
in the Minor Leagues.

Really?

Then I guess Caleb

must have been as good
as he says he was.

Yes. And then some.

So what made him get into
the restaurant business?

He didn't really
have much of a choice.

When his father took ill,

he had to put his dream
of going pro on hold

and take over the restaurant.

Then when his father passed,

he and his wife decided
to start a family

and he was left
with the business.

And he never went back
to baseball?

His first true love.

He doesn't talk about it much,

but I'm sure
there's some regret.

What about Emily's mom?

She remarried
and moved to Boston.

Caleb gets Emily
during the summer,

and winter and spring break.

You know,
I bet that can't be easy.

Caleb's not one to complain.

Not like we were raised...

always wearing
our hearts on our sleeves.

Speaking of hearts...

I've got something
I want to show you.

Okay.

I brought down

our photo albums from the attic.

I haven't looked at these
since mom passed away.

These takes me back.

I miss her so much.

I know. Me too.

Mom had such
an indelible spirit.

Yeah...

A passion for cooking

and putting together
large family gatherings.

She could really
light up a room.

She really was one-of-a-kind.

I just got an idea.

What if I name the restaurant
after Mom?

Yeah...

Let's call it...

"Grace"?

I love it.

Mom would be so proud.

Plus, I'd feel like
she'd be watching over me.

Stop.
You're going to make me cry.

She was so beautiful.

- Look at that.
- I know.

Hey, guys!

Hope you're hungry
because we are starving.

Natalie's mom forgot
to bring snacks today

after practice.

So what do you want to eat?
I'll get started.

No. Dad and I decided to cook
to give you guys the night off.

I like the sound of that.

What's on the menu?

Frozen pizza!

No one can warm up an oven
like my husband.

Step on up.

Alright, now we have...

all the ingredients.

So what's the first step?

Melt butter
in a separate sauce pan.

Check. Now what?

Separate the eggs.

Okay... separate the eggs...

One,

two,

three, and four.

Okay, what's next?

That's not what it means!

I know,
I'm just playing with you.

Okay, here's what we do.

We're going to crack the egg.

We're going to separate
the white from the yolk.

We're going to crack it
in the middle...

open it up...

shift it side to side
to separate the white...

and you throw the yolk in there.

You want to take a crack at it?

Dad.

Look at you.
Nice job.

Alright, we just need two more,
and we can start whisking.

Okay.

But Gabby says
this is really complicated.

What if we mess up?

I got two dozen more eggs
right there.

We've got this.

Okay.

Look at you.

You sure you haven't
done this before?

- Yes.
- Never?

Dad, you know I haven't
done this before.

You're so good.

You're going to make
a great little baker.

Thanks.

So until we build
a steady clientele,

it will just be
me and you in the kitchen,

so I need someone who really
thrives under pressure.

Then I'm your man.

Good, because that is exactly
what I needed to hear.

What do you say,
you start this afternoon?

Wait... So I've got the job?

I need to get the kitchen
up and running

so I can pass inspection
for the opening tomorrow.

Got it.

Well, you can count on me, Chef.

Can you say that again?
Just the last part.

Chef?

Yeah.

Chef. Okay.

Taste it.

What is it?

It's a cheese souffle.

What's in it?

Cheese, eggs, butter...

Just taste it.

It's not going to bite you.

Come on.

Well?

Not bad.

Yeah...

Light and airy.

Took me half the night
to get it right.

Look, it got me thinking,

maybe it's time
we expand our menu.

To include souffles?

No, this is way too froufrou
for our crowd.

Speak for yourself.

I've got to say,

I'm just a little surprised
at your willingness to change.

Aren't you the guy
who always told me,

"If it's not broken,
don't fix it?"

Well, people can change.

This wouldn't happen
to be motivated

by the new competition starting
up down the street, would it?

No.

No, I just think

Gabby made me realize

that I've let myself

get a little complacent
around here.

I wasn't going to say anything,

but the burgers have been
a little on the dry side lately.

I really like
seeing this new side of you.

Thanks.

And I think competition is good,

but it means we need
to step up our game.

In that case,
I've got six words for you.

Sweet Potato fries.

With garlic aioli.

That's six words.

You know what,
just come to the back.

I'm going to show you.

Can I have your souffle?

Yeah, knock yourself out.

Here you go.

Thank you, sir.

You're gonna see.

Garlic oil.

And the cheese

give the fries
a real rustic flavor...

...that is pretty near
irresistible.

I mean, this...
this could be a game changer.

Yeah, I think so, too.

I see you're closing in
on the finish line.

I just need to pass
my final health inspection

to open tomorrow night.

The girls were hoping

you could make it
to their big game.

If we win today,

we make it
to the championship game.

Well, I promise to be there

the moment I am done
with the Health Inspector.

Now, in the meantime,

I made the snacks
for after the game.

I don't know
where you find the time.

Thank you.

Emily, do you want to come
with me and get the snacks?

- Just a minute.
- Yeah.

- This looks great.
- It looks amazing.

So I know today's game
is really important,

so I hope you thought about

what I said to you
the other day.

I'm still scared
of disappointing my dad.

Okay.

Do you know who Babe Ruth was?

Of course.
The Great Bambino.

Why did I have to ask?

So do you know
that he used to say

"Never let the fear
of striking out

keep you
from playing the game."

Does that make sense to you?

Good.

Now get out there
and give it your best.

- Okay, you promise?
- I promise.

- Great.
- Thanks.

Okay, let's talk about
the menu for tomorrow.

I'm thinking about starting
with a simple menu

of seafood empanadillas
and flank steak.

Yes, Chef...

but before that,

I think you need to look
at the refrigerator.

Why? What's the problem?

I set the temperature
to 40 degrees,

but the spinach and the lettuce
have already started to wilt.

See?

This shouldn't be happening.

Well, there's the problem.

We have a Health Inspector
coming any minute.

Find me a Phillips screwdriver.

Get me a flashlight, please.

And, Victoria, get this
out of here, like now.

Yes, Chef.

You got it?

Okay. Open it.

Give me some light.

Now, you see, Sergio,

this trip switch
overrides the defrost timer.

So, you...

There you go.

It should cool down
in about 20 minutes.

Way to go, Chef.

You really are unflappable.

Well, I know a thing or two
about kitchen disasters.

Although based on the age
of this refrigerator,

I think my quick fix is going
to turn into a costly upgrade.

Well, let's hope
she's got enough life

to get us through our opening.

And a little beyond.

Chef...

The Health Inspector is here.

Okay, we just need
to buy some time.

Tell him that I'm on the phone
with a vendor

and I'll be right out.

I'm a terrible liar.

Okay.

Hi, Acme Produce?

Yeah, this is Gabby,
from Grace restaurant.

Correct.

Yeah, I have an emergency here.

Can you please send, like,
at least two pounds

of arugula, spinach,
Romaine, and Butter Lettuce.

No, I need it, like,
10 minutes, please.

Way to go, Blue Jays.

Let's go, girls.
Bring it in, bring it in.

Caleb really pulled it off.

The girls made the championship.

Now all they need to do

is beat their rivals,
the Orioles.

One game at a time, Danny.

Don't tell me.
You didn't pass inspection?

No, I did.
Barely, but we did.

Congratulations.

Everyone wins today.

I'm sorry I missed the game.
I came as fast I could.

You made it.
That's all that matters.

I'm so glad.

Don't leave your coach hanging.

Don't leave me hanging.
Don't leave me hanging.

Girls, these are
the new special at Delaney's.

I thought it was our day
to bring the snacks.

It is.

Maybe Caleb got confused.

Or maybe he couldn't resist
the chance to one-up me.

Care to try our newest recipe?

I'm good, thanks.

Looks like you forgot
the snack schedule.

Oops, I'm sorry.

I'm curious.

This competitive streak.

Is it an occupational hazard
or just your nature?

I guess a bit of both, actually.

I can't seem to help myself.

Well, in that case,
I've got some news for you.

I passed the health inspection

and I'm opening doors
tomorrow night.

- Congratulations.
- Thanks.

So what are you calling
your restaurant?

Grace.

Told you the sweet potato fries
would be a huge crowd pleaser.

With everyone except Gabby.

She seems to think
all I want to do is one-up her.

Well, you sort of are
a serial one-upper.

Yeah, I guess so,

but she seems to really
bring it out of me in spades.

Caleb Delaney, right?

Yeah, do I know you?

No, Bennett Chambers.

I was a freshman
at Bright Shore High

back when you played
for the Bisons.

I just remember
you had an arm like a cannon.

I couldn't help but come out

and see if you coached
as good as you played.

I certainly got my answer today.

Appreciate the support.

Anyway, I teach
9th-grade English

at Bright Shore now.

Did you guys hear
Coach Ryan retired this year?

No way.

He said the only way he'd leave

is if they carried him
out on a stretcher.

His wife
got tired of the winters

and wanted to retire to Florida.

Any idea who's taking the spot?

No, but the team definitely
could use some fresh blood.

You should talk
to the Principal about it,

Thanks, but I'm not interested.

You sure?

Yeah, Caleb, he's right.

Why don't you at least
think about it?

I think I'll pass.

Thanks for coming out.

- Pleasure to meet you.
- You too.

Yeah, that's perfect.
Thank you.

Those are not
the mushrooms I ordered.

Those are Portobello.

I specifically asked
for Shiitake Mushrooms

for my flank steak.

I know, Chef.

Acme Produce
delivered these by mistake.

When I called to complain,
they said they were out.

What do you want to do?

I want to serve
Shiitake Mushrooms

with my flank steak.

It's okay.
I've got this.

Well...

I almost thought
you were trying to avoid me.

Whatever gave you
that impression?

Excuse me.

Don't go. Please.

Look, I'm extending
the olive branch.

- Or olive spread, anyway.
- Really?

Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Honestly I wasn't trying
to one-up your snack yesterday.

I guess I just got
a little excited

with Trevor's new creation
in the kitchen.

The truth is,
this whole self-improvement kick

was something you inspired.

I beg your pardon?

Yeah. The other day,

Emily came home and asked

if I knew how to make
the perfect souffle...

like you.

And you couldn't resist,
could you?

Do you have any idea

how many eggs we went through
to get that right?

I don't know whether to be
touched or annoyed.

Go with touched, please.

It turned out to be

a really great
bonding experience

for me and Emily.

I could tell it was.

You're welcome.

Leaving so soon?

I just have to...

I have to go back
to the restaurant

so I can continue prepping
for my opening, remember?

Right.

Well, I mean, you can't...

you can't go without trying

Cousin Lucille's
famous Lemonade.

I have to go.

Look, there's nothing like it

to take the edge off
on a hot summer day.

Nothing.

So, I'm curious.

What made you decide

to go to culinary school
and become a chef?

Well, I guess a big reason was

because my fondest
childhood memories

were always in the kitchen.

Whether it was baking
or cooking with my mom,

or simply gathering around
the table

with my family for dinner,

food was always

that one element
to bring us together.

- What?
- Nothing.

It's an amazing answer.

I never thought about it
like that.

Think about it.

The smell of cookies
baking in the oven,

you know, a Thanksgiving turkey
roasting to perfection,

the smell of bacon
frying in a pan.

Stop.

You're making me hungry.

Well, on that note,

thank you for my lemonade
and the olive spread,

but I...

I really have to get
back to work.

Yeah.

Gabby, I want to wish you luck
with your opening tonight.

Thank you.

- I mean it.
- Yeah.

Well, what do you think?

It's great,

but you sure we can still
turn a profit at this price?

Yeah, it's like
all-you-can-eat pancakes.

You can only eat so many wings
before you fill up.

Right. Good point.

I'll tell you what,

Let's keep the special
going through dinner

and then see if it keeps up
the foot traffic.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, kiddo.

Practice isn't until 4:30.

I know.

I was hoping to go play catch?

With me?

Yes, silly!

We got this.

Go play catch
with your daughter.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Let's go.

Who loves these wings?

As much as I love
this new side of you,

what inspired

your change of heart
about softball?

Is it because our team

stands a real chance
at winning the championship?

No...

it was something
Gabby said to me.

Never let the fear
of striking out

keep you from playing the game.

Gabby actually quoted Babe Ruth?

She said if I don't try my best,

I'm failing myself
and my teammates.

Those are
pretty wise words there, kiddo.

Not just in softball,
but in life.

Yeah, but we'll never
beat the Orioles

if we don't practice.

True. Get on out there.

Here comes a pop fly.

Watch it into the glove.
Nice!

You got it.

Good throw.

Well, not exactly

the stampede of guests
I was hoping for the opening.

Relax, Chef.

We opened our doors
barely an hour ago.

Maybe it was a mistake

not inviting our family
and friends to come out.

Family and friends

are not going to keep
the doors open, Victoria.

Diners are.

Wait, I think
I see somebody coming.

Good evening
and welcome to Grace.

Party of?

None.

Actually, I already ate
down at Delaney's.

I just came by
to wish Gabby luck.

Thanks, Danny.

Are you sure you don't want
to sit down

and take a look at the menu?

Come on.

That was my plan,
but I'm stuffed.

Delaney's started running

a bottomless
chicken wing special

and the place is packed.

Why am I not surprised?

You know what's the thing
with Caleb?

He takes one step forward

and then, like,
two huge ones back.

Last night, my opening
took a backseat

to his "bottomless wing"
promotion.

Do you really think
he's doing it on purpose?

Truthfully, with Caleb,
I wouldn't be surprised.

I don't know.

I think your enthusiasm
is rubbing off on him,

which is why he's taking
such a new shine

to his restaurant.

Meaning
I'm good for his business?

That's wonderful.

What about mine?

Well, Rome wasn't built
in a day,

and nor did it collapse
that fast.

You should be proud of yourself.

You reached your goal.
You opened your doors.

I know.

You must have had
at least a few diners.

I had maybe, like, a dozen.

Well, that's a start.

I know,

but for Grace restaurant
to take off,

I need, like,
a splash, you know,

to get my name out there.

You mean...

something like this?

What's this?

Taste of Summer Festival?

Yeah. It's a county event

to help promote tourism.

I'm on the Events committee
that started it.

It's a real crowd pleaser.

I bet.

And a $10,000 grand prize...
that's incredible.

Who decides on the winner?

A handful of food critics.

And the winner
gets a nice write-up

in the Massachusetts
Food Journal.

I wouldn't mind a taste of that.

Has Caleb's restaurant ever won?

To be honest...

I don't remember
him ever participating.

You're kidding me?

Well, Caleb seemed to be
happy with the status quo...

until you came along.

Well, I hope it stays that way.

So, I'm assuming
you're entering the festival?

Are you kidding me?

Of course I'm entering.

You know,
I could use that money,

especially with a refrigerator
on life support.

I see.

You realize you have to win it
first, right, though?

Details, details.

Early bird catches the worm.

And breakfast is

the most important meal
of the day.

I am afraid
we don't serve breakfast,

but there is a cute little place

down the way
that you might like.

True, but, you know,

I wanted to check out
the new hot spot in town.

Hardly.

Your daily special last night

nearly turned my opening
into a mausoleum.

- Thank you.
- Oops.

Caleb, I actually have
a big day ahead of me,

so I'm done.

I do, too.

First playoff game, which is...

which is that's why I'm here.

I heard about
the little pep talk

you gave Emily the other day.

You really turned
her attitude around.

It was nothing.

No, it wasn't.
It meant a lot.

Not just to Emily,
but to me, too.

You know, you should do that
more often.

Do what?

Show a little humility.

It goes a long way,

and believe it or not,
you wear it well.

I'll try and remember that.

But I'm curious...

a Babe Ruth quote?

Caleb, just because
I love to cook

doesn't mean I don't know
my baseball legends.

Fine.

Don't believe me.

I have to go to work.

Okay, then prove it.

Prove it.

I mean, name six of the greatest
baseball players of all time.

What do I get in return?

What do you want?

Well, I am planning
a menu tasting

later this evening,

and I could use some help

bringing some guests
to come out.

Menu tasting?

I want to try a few items

so I can determine
a fan favorite.

Like Delaney's smoked brisket.

I think I can do that for you.

If you can name

six of the greatest
baseball legends of all time.

Okay.

That's going to be a tough one.
Let me think.

Jackie Robinson, Mickey Mantle,

Ty Cobb, Ted Williams,

Hank Aaron, and Willie Mays.

And I would like to throw in

Roberto Clemente
for good measure.

Tasting starts promptly
at 6:00,

and the dress code
is summer casual.

Okay, so to help celebrate
our second playoff win,

make sure you come out
for a menu tasting at Grace,

this new restaurant

that opened up here
in Bright Shore.

Okay?

Alright, great job today.

See you at the next practice.

Do my ears defy me

or did you just give
the competition a leg up?

Well, if you must know,
Gabby asked me for a favor.

Little Miss Independent?

I don't think so.

I don't care.
Think what you want.

Okay.

I think you lost a bet.

Thank you for coming

and giving us
your wonderful feedback.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming.

Good.

Thank you.

I'm going to get back
to the restaurant.

Alright. I'll hang out here
for a little bit.

- Gabby!
- How was it?

- It was wonderful!
- Oh, good, good.

- It was amazing.
- I'm so glad. I'm so glad.

- I'll see you at home.
- Okay.

- Everything was great.
- Good to hear.

- Thank you for coming.
- Thank you.

Tell me how this works again?

Yes, yes.

You put your red poker chips

in the box
with your favorite dish

and the black ones
in your least favorite.

Sorry.

I liked it all.

- Great.
- But...

just don't tell that
to the competition, okay?

- Just between us.
- Alright.

Thank you.

I don't know which was better,

your dishes

or the crowd I managed
to pull together

for your little shindig.

You know, not everything
has to be a competition, Caleb.

Growing up,

my dad always pushed us
to be number one,

so I applied that

not only to baseball
but to every aspect of my life.

You miss it, don't you?

You know,
the restaurant business

was always the fall-back plan.

I enjoy it, don't get me wrong...

It just wasn't
what you were meant to do.

Why don't you try
something else?

The million-dollar question.

I've been asking myself that
a long time.

You know, my mom used to say
life is what you make of it.

That, and you have to make sure
you fulfill your potential.

Now, there's
an intimidating prospect.

It was for a long time.

Until my chef
and mentor, Franco,

said something
that really stuck with me.

He said, in the end,

you only regret
the chances you never took.

Spoken like a man who's taken
his share of chances.

Okay, the results are in.

The number-one dish,
hands down, was...

seafood empanadillas!

I knew it.

So that's definitely
what we should serve

at this year's
Taste of Summer Festival.

Right?

I didn't know

you were planning
to enter the Festival.

Yeah, yeah.

I figured...
it would be fun.

In that case...

you know what,

I think I will, too.

Great.

The more the merrier.

Yeah.

I was inches away
from a clean getaway,

and then Victoria accidentally
spilled the beans to Caleb

about the festival.

So what
if he enters the festival?

Do you really think

his cuisine stands a chance
against yours?

It's not even that.

You know, I just feel that
we're finally in a good place.

We're amicable.

And now we're going to be
on opposing teams again.

It's called
the "Taste of Summer Festival."

Yes, there is
a competitive element to it,

but, really,

it's an opportunity for you
to showcase your food

along with all the other
restaurants in the area.

So we all walk away winners.

Essentially. Yes.

Yeah, but only one restaurant
walks away with the grand prize.

I don't know who's rubbing off
on who these days,

but if you ask me,

the two of you
are more alike than you think.

Okay, let's go!

Here they are!
My little champions.

If we beat the Orioles
at today's game,

we win the pennant.

How exciting!

Are you nervous?

Not really...

but I'm pretty sure my dad is.

Maybe just a little.

Yes!

Okay, welcome to Delaney's
first official staff meeting.

Now, I'm hoping to make this
a staple around here

because I've come to realize

that we all
to step up our game...

starting with yours truly.

Now, Trevor's put some
amazing new things on the menu,

which has got me thinking

that the time is long overdue

for us to participate

in this year's
Taste of Summer Festival.

Who still thinks our best dish
is the smoked brisket?

While it's no doubt a contender,

I think we need
to push ourselves

a little harder
if we really want to win.

Okay. What do you have in mind?

When people think
of New England,

they think of lobster.

And what better dish
to represent Delaney's

than our father's
classic recipe for...

Drum roll, please...

Lobster rolls!

Hey. Em.
Taste this.

What do you think?

It's awesome.

Okay, then...

scratch the brisket
and dial in the lobster rolls.

It's a home run.

Speaking of, Coach.

Don't you two
have a game to win?

Just putting on my game face.

Let's go.

Tie score,
bases loaded, two outs,

and Emily's up to bat...

Oh, boy...

All she has to do is get on base

and bring Sophia home...

and we win the championship.

Okay.

Come on!

You can do it, Emily!

You just keep your eye
on the ball.

You've got this, okay?

I've got this.

Batter!

Come on, Emily.
Bring me home!

The pressure
she must be feeling.

Strike!

That's alright, that's alright.

Wait for your pitch.

Come on, Em.

Strike two!

Come on, Emily!
You can do this.

I know you can!

Run on anything.

Run on anything, okay?

We won! We won!

Way to go, Sophia!

Yes!

Caleb must be so proud of Emily.

He's not the only one.

- Good coaching.
- Thanks, Ump.

Girls...

each and every one of you
earned this today.

As for me and Coach Matthew...

we couldn't be more proud.

I hope today's experience

has taught you something

about the limitless
possibilities

that lie ahead of you
if you just give it your all.

Sorry.

Allergy season.

This young lady right here...

...she reminded me
of that important lesson...

which makes today's victory
all the more meaningful.

Way to go, Blue Jays!

Blue Jays!

Nice speech, Coach.

Thanks...

except for the part
where I got all choked up.

I wasn't expecting that.

That's what made it genuine.

I'm sure those girls

are going to remember
that speech

for the rest of their lives.

I hope so.

Your father
would be very proud, too.

Thanks.

So...

I assume your famous
smoked brisket

will be on the menu
tomorrow at the festival?

Actually, no.

I've decided on
another winning dish.

You want to tell me
what that is?

No, I don't.

Come on, Caleb.
That's not fair.

You know what I'm serving,

and you had a chance
to taste it.

- And it was delightful.
- Well, thank you very much.

You know what tastes
just a wee bit better?

Victory.

How did I know
you were going to say that?

Principal Watkins,

I know I'm probably not
the obvious candidate

for the job opening
of head coach,

but no one has the love
and deep respect for the game

like I do.

That may be so, Mr. Delaney,

but the challenge for me,
as administrator,

is, well, your lack
of formal teaching experience.

Maybe in the classroom,
but not on the field.

My years of coaching

will prove to you
that I know how to motivate.

This season,

I led the Bright Shore Blue Jays
to win the championship.

That's right, yes.
I heard.

Congratulations.

Thank you, thank you.

Look, Principal,

I'm here...

because I truly believe

that this is what I'm meant
to do with my life.

I was obsessed with winning,

but coaching has shown me

the value of something
far more important,

and that is making a difference
in a child's life.

Mr. Delaney, I appreciate
your candor and your passion,

and you've certainly given me
a lot to consider.

Okay, well...

thank you.

No rest for the weary, huh?

I didn't even hear you
come in last night.

I was prepping for the Festival

and getting ready for today's
lunch and dinner menu

at the restaurant.

You really are firing
on all cylinders these days.

I've got a little momentum.

I want to keep it going.

I've got to be honest, Gabby.

I've never seen you look
so happy.

I mean it.

It's as if you took over
that restaurant

thinking you'd turn it around,

and in the end,
it's turned you around.

It's given me something
I needed for the longest time.

Something to believe in.

Myself.

And you seem to have brought out

a softer side in Caleb.

That speech
on the field yesterday

nearly had me in tears.

I know.

Yeah, it's those brief moments
of humility,

you know, when he shows that,

and honesty,

that have me wondering
if deep down inside

there's actually,

like, a very sweet guy
waiting to come out.

Well, I'd like to think

that there's a better version
inside all of us.

I saw it in you.

I'll get the cilantro.

Quite a difference in the place.

I sure like what I see.

I like what I taste even better.

Why have you been
holding out on us?

I've been asking myself that
a lot lately.

We're nearly prepped
for tomorrow.

I just want to make sure

we toast the buns
seconds before the rolls go out.

The heat really brings out
the texture of the lobster.

You know,
I've got to say, Trevor,

I never knew you had
such a passion for the business.

Well, you never really gave me
a chance to show it.

And that's my fault, okay?

But moving forward,

I want you to have
more responsibility

in the day to day.

If that's what you want?

Very much so.

Done.

So...
what's with this get-up?

I wasn't going to say anything,

but I met with the Principal

down at Bright Shore High School

and put my name in the hat
for the new head coach position.

- No way!
- Way!

I probably won't get it.

It doesn't matter.

At least you're finally
putting yourself out there.

Yeah.

I decided I needed to start
taking more chances in life.

I'm really glad to hear it.

Thanks.

So why the sudden turnaround?

I guess watching someone
follow their dream

reminded me

that it's never too late
to start pursuing my own.

Well, regardless
of whether you get it,

do me a favor...

keep this new Caleb around?

I'm really starting to like him.

Yeah.

Alright, back to work.

The last order
of the evening just went out.

Sergio, go home.

I'll clean up.

I don't mind staying, Chef.

I want you to have
a good night's sleep

so you are ready to go
for the Festival tomorrow!

Come on.

- Got it, Chef.
- Go.

Chef, the last guest
out on the patio

wants to speak to you
about their dish.

Was there a problem?

I don't know.

They just asked to speak to you.

Alright,
you can leave, Victoria.

I'll see you
bright and early, okay?

- Great.
- Go rest.

It's you.

I couldn't resist one last
taste of the competition.

Of course you couldn't.

It really is delicious.

I've got to be honest,

I'm a little jealous
of your talent in the kitchen.

A genuine compliment

followed by another dose
of humility.

Please, sit.

Look...

I know I've probably been
a bit of a handful

for you to deal with
these past few weeks,

but I just wanted you
to know that...

watching you create all of this
from nothing,

it's really inspired me
to take a look at my own life.

Caleb,

I think that's the nicest thing
anyone has ever said to me.

Since we're being honest,

I don't think

I would have signed the lease
to this restaurant so quickly

if you hadn't rattled me.

Yeah, I tend to have
a real knack for that.

Well, we both have
a big day ahead of us.

I want you to know that,

win or lose,

I hope we can remain friends.

Nice start.

Let's fire up the fryers

so we can get ready
for the empanadillas.

On it, Chef.

I wonder what Delaney's

is planning to serve
from their menu.

Maybe I should go over
and find out, huh?

Say hello.

Good morning.

Hey. Sleep well?

Not really,
with the long day ahead.

Me too.

I felt like I've been going
off pure adrenaline

these past few days.

Hey, Caleb, can you tell me

if this lobster roll
can use a tad more paprika?

Yeah.

You're making lobster roll?

Seriously?

When you didn't tell me

what you were planning
on serving,

I certainly didn't expect
for you to copy my dish.

Wait.

No, Gabby.
It's not like that.

Oh, really?

Because I don't recall

seeing lobster roll
on the menu before.

Or maybe I inspired
this change in you, too.

Just when I thought

that we put the competition
between us aside

to finally become friends.

You really can't help yourself.

Gabby.

These are the festival judges.

This is Barbara Gallagher

with the Massachusetts
Food Journal.

Pleasure to meet you.

And Hank McMannon.

Restaurant critic
with the Channel 16 News.

Hi.

And Peter Feldon.

He writes a popular blog

showcasing New England's
hidden restaurant gems.

Well, I hope
my seafood empanadillas

qualify for a spot in your blog.

I hope so, too.

Well, we'll let you get back
to prepping your dish for today.

Nice meeting you.

Right this way.

Sergio, be careful.
What happened?

It's just hot oil, Chef.
I'll be fine.

Oh, my goodness.

You really burned your hand.
Give me a towel!

You really have to get
this checked.

There's a first-aid tent
near the entrance.

Should I take him over?

Yeah. Would you, please?

But, Chef, you'll be all alone.

I'll handle it.

Come on,
just make sure you're okay.

Go, go, go, go, go!

It looks like
Gabby just lost all her staff.

She can't do all that prep
by herself.

Well, we've got things
covered over here.

Why don't you go help her?

I'm pretty sure

I'm the last person
she'll want help from.

Maybe...

but you'll never know
if you don't ask.

Take a shot.

Gabby, let me help.

I'm fine.

I can do this alone.

I know you can.

Please? I want to do this.

Alright then...

work the fryer.

I'm going to start plating.

- Okay. On it.
- Be careful, please.

Yeah.

Okay, and now we have

Grandma Susie's
Chili and Corn Bread.

Enjoy. Thank you.

Hey, girls.

June's Gelato
is giving out free samples.

I can see that.

I think they're also
handing out free napkins.

It's called "empanadilla."

And this is Uncle John's Bistro
Chicken and Waffles.

Hi. I really hope you enjoy it.

You are tasting

Delaney's freshly-made,
local lobster rolls.

The acidity of the lemon

really brings out the flavor
of the lobster.

Nice job.

Thanks, Hank.

Hi. Is Sergio okay?

They think it might be
a second-degree burn

so they're taking him
to the emergency room.

Okay.

I just put another batch
into the fryer.

What else can I do?

I think we have everything
back under control.

I'll leave you to it then.

Okay.

Caleb.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Caleb Delaney just crossed
enemy lines to help out?

He really must like you.

Today, Gabby's serving
a seafood empanadilla.

It is a fried delicacy

consisting of shrimp,
lobster and scallops.

It is a dish
native of Puerto Rico,

where I was born.

Any questions for Gabby?

Sorry. Hey.

- There you go.
- Enjoy.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Look...

I should have told you
about the lobster rolls.

It's just...

ever since Trevor
has taken over in the kitchen,

the restaurant
has really come alive,

and the lobster rolls...

it's our dad's old recipe.

So I'm sorry.

And again,
I should have told you,

but I meant everything I said
last night.

I'm starting to believe you.

Good.

So... how do you feel?

To be honest, I'm wiped.

It's been a long day.

I'm just...
I'm glad it's over.

Not quite.

I think there's someone

that might want
to say hello to you.

Chef Franco?

What is he doing here?

Caleb.

- Hi.
- How are you?

Good. Good to see you.

- Hey.
- Hey, Caleb.

Good to see you.

I would like to introduce you
to Superintendent Meyers.

- Pleasure to meet you, sir.
- Good to meet you.

I hear a lot of good things
about you, young man,

which is why Margaret insisted
I come down to meet you myself

before we make
the final decision...

Thank you.
I appreciate that.

Thank you so much for coming up,
but how did you know that I...

Your friend, Caleb,
sent me an e-mail, inviting me up.

He told me I needed to see

how much my former protégée
has blossomed.

You should know he spoke
about you in very glowing terms.

He did?

I guess seeing you
rediscover your passion

ignited something
inside him as well.

You have finally
come into your own...

...and I couldn't be
more proud of you...

...Chef.

Thank you, Chef.

If everyone
would like to gather,

we're about to announce
our winners.

Let's check it out.

First, the committee would like
to thank the community

for making this year's
Taste of Summer Festival

the best one ever.

Third place winner

goes to Uncle John's Bistro
of Lewiston Falls

for their Chicken & Waffles.

Second place goes to
Grandma Susie of Bright Shore

for her Chili and Corn Bread.

I hope we pull this off.

We did our best.

In the end, that's all anyone
can ever hope for.

And now...

For the winner of this year's
Taste of Summer Festival...

Whatever happens, good luck.

Good luck.

The first-place prize goes to...

...Grace Restaurant
for her seafood empanadillas!

You won!

Go on, get up there.

Go grab your ribbon.

Thank you.

Okay, I just want to say
a few words.

I can't believe

that it was just a few weeks ago

that I...

that I came here
with only a dream

and the sheer determination
to make it happen.

And...

any of you who are dreamers...

you know that
you're only as strong

as the people
you surround yourself with.

So thank you all...

thank you, sister...

for encouraging me

to believe
that anything is possible

if you set your mind to it.

So for those of you
who believe in a dream,

and you work hard at it...

you're all winners.

Here is to next year's festival!

That's not exactly the face
of a man that just lost.

Whoever said
that winning was everything?

- May I see?
- Yes!

You must feel
pretty good right now.

Congratulations.

I really am happy for you.

You know,
my sister was right about you.

She said that you're
a little rough around the edges,

but deep down,
you've got a good heart.

She really said that?

Thank you for inviting Franco.

That was
incredibly sweet of you,

and it meant a lot to me.

I owed you one...

or more.

And because of you,

I went down
to my old high school

and I applied
for the new head coach position.

Because of me?

We regret the chances
we never take, right?

Well, you are now looking at

Bright Shore High School's
new coach.

Caleb, that is amazing.

I couldn't be
more thrilled for you.

I don't know what it is
you've done to me, Gabby,

but I just can't seem to get you
out of my mind.

Now, there's just
one more chance

I can't wait to take...

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