Do you guys smell something nasty?
Hey! Hope you're hungry, gang,
I finally perfected my new cabbage casserole!
Wow, Daddy. Smells... great!
Some of your best work, honey.
Wait! I forgot the fish sauce!
It really brings out the sulfur notes!
[laughing]
Quick, ditch it before we have to eat the fish sauce!
The lies continue.
Whoo! Really got the blood pumping today.
[panting]
Don't forget to stay hydrated.
Uh.
It's onion-infused water, for better bladder function.
Ugh. Well, it tastes like B.O.
I'll say!
Ah.
You kids must be famished. It's grub time!
Pizza and fries!
Burgers with cheese!
Blood oranges.
No, I mean actual grubs.
Eww!
Ooh.
They're rich in protein
and low in carbohydrates. So eat up.
You'll need your energy for tomorrow.
That's right. We've got a 6:00 a.m. lake swim,
followed by hot yoga, followed by 200 squat thrusts.
Hey, these are great
with a little of this B.O. water.
Wienerschnitzel. Not to brag,
but this tastes exactly like last Wednesday's,
and I've got this recipe dialed in!
What are you doing?
Self hypnosis. Maybe it can make myself believe
the Wienerschnitzel tastes like ice cream.
Oh, I want ice cream! Move!
Come up with your own coping mechanism!
No! No, no, no, no, no!
Whew! That was close. I almost had to order us pizza.
I almost had to order us pizza. Ha ha.
Tonight's dinner is leftover leftover hash.
Hmm. Boy oh boy, that squid
and sauerkraut sure has gotten pungent.
No, no, don't worry, I got this.
Meh. Wow, the squid mixed with the liver
and the Lima beans, separately I was not a fan.
Yes, you made that clear.
But together, it's actually delicious.
Give me that rating card.
A-plus, my compliments to the chef.
[crying]
This is going right on the fridge.
Hmm, I wonder how Lana's bath is going.
Ah yeah!
So, what do we got?
I found a jar of olives!
This spoon still has a little mustard on it.
And I've got some chopped up sports bars.
And I've got some jams!
Ooh! Where?
Oh. Those kind of jams.
[music playing]
Olives. Pepper. Baking pan. Other half of baking pan.
Tape. Stat, man! Stat!
What are you making, Dad?
I'm not really sure, but let's just call it...
Casa Loud Casserole!
Ooh! I have the perfect outfit for that!
Honey, that was delicious.
- Amazing! - So good!
Thank you. I think you kids were right.
It's time I started mixing up the menu.
Really?
Yep. In fact, I'm going to the store right now
to get some new Lynn-gredients.
[cheering]
[crashing]
Oops. Heh.
Forgot to put the brake pads back on.
Kids! Dinner!
[gasping]
No grubs and onion water?
Not tonight!
Your father and I are celebrating
the great progress we've made.
Yeah. Check out these guns. Bang, bang!
We've got another surprise for you.
No exercise tomorrow, you can all sleep late.
[cheering]
Oh, real food, how I've missed you.
Whoa, whoa, easy, guys.
I don't want anyone to lose a finger.
Dinner is served.
Chicken nuggets? Bogus dude, I asked for bangers and mash.
And I clearly recall requesting sardines.
I'm low on my Omega-3s.
Well, Lincoln has a friend over
so Clyde got to pick tonight's dinner.
And I suggested chicken nuggets.
And I said that was a great idea.
Aah.
Mmm. Noice! Dry as a bone.
So much for my chicken stock.
How's the turkey coming, Dad?
Ha, turkeys are for amateurs, Lori-lou,
I'm making a turgooseon. A pigeon stuffed inside a goose,
stuffed inside a turkey.
Three times the bird, three times the deliciousness.
- Ooh. - Squawk. Triple homicide.
Ooh, mashed potatoes.
Scram!
Nice try, sister.
But as officers of the Feast Force,
it's our job to protect this food 'til tomorrow.
- I was just-- - We said scram!
Where were you two when Lynn took my chicken stock?
Uh.
Dudes, I'm hungry like the wolf. What's taking Dad so long?
And hello to my new viewer from Sweden, or should I say,
Valkommen, to the Lynn-ternational Cuisine
Livestream with Chef Loud. Today, we're making pizza.
Oh, wait. They can't see that. Today, we're making pizza.
Alright, get ready to feast, fam.
Not so fast. I meant feast your eyes.
We'll eat after I take photos for SwiftyPic.
Better take a few, JIC.
Ugh! I can't post these! They're tots ug.
I'm starting over.
[moaning]
Final exam: Cooking dinner for ten or more people.
Oh, an entire dinner, that seems intense.
Intense, but fun, the best part of being a chef
is bringing others joy with your food,
and I've got the perfect dish.
Pasta, clams, butter, ah, Geo?
Dad! We can't cook our hamster.
What? No, no, scram Geo.
It's my famous Lynn-guine,
the first dish I ever served anyone,
and now it's your turn.
You really think I can pull it off?
Of course. And besides, who better to test your chops on
than your own loving, supportive family.
[arguing]
I'm getting hangry!
Quiet down in there! Ah. You got this kiddo.
Oh.
Okay, what you have in front of you,
is Dad's famous Lynn-guine and clams,
it's prepared al dente, in a beurre blanc sauce
and finished with just a hint of parsley. Bon appetit.
Mmm.
[chattering]
[gasping]
- Whoo-hoo! - Hoo-hoo!
-Hooray! - Oh, ya crushed it!
Well, Lynn, I'm gonna give it to you straight.
This is one of... the best meals I've ever eaten.
I knew it was a dumb idea! I should have never served it!
I, um. Wait, what?
I've been all over the world and every chef
serves me the same thing: caviar, pâté, uni.
It's boring and uninspired.
Do you know what the last place I ate,
the chef served me 'Air in a Jar'.
Ha. What a bozo!
But your food is classic, comforting, and delicious,
and when you travel as much as I do,
there's nothing better than food that tastes like home.
Ooh, I want to be in the Lynn Loud business!
Wow! Thank you, Tim! I-I don't know what to say.
I don't do hugs.
You got--