INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT
AUTHORITATIVE ANNOUNCER VOICE
Previously, on Carpool Wars...
Overhead shot of dining table littered with large plates covered with remnants of various pasta dishes, a few scattered pieces of blueberry pie with ice cream melting in places, and several EMPTY WINE BOTTLES. A group of adults, clearly completely stuffed and showing the effects of the wine, are leaning back in their chairs, rubbing their bloated bellies with happiness.
MY HUSBAND
Ribs?
THE CARPOOL MOMS
(Raising glasses to toast)
INT. KITCHEN - EVENING
Quick montage of Battle Ribs! with properly dramatic, pulse-pounding soundtrack in the background. Use clever editing to make people feel this has happened just last week, despite the fact that this particular battle happened in November*.
AUTHORITATIVE ANNOUNCER VOICE
Three battles in. A brand new driver in the mix**. The most exciting Mom-on-Mom cooking competition in America hits a whole new level of fierceness tonight. Who will win the coveted "Taste" prize? Stay tuned.
It's CARPOOL WARS: BATTLE STEAK!
It's CARPOOL WARS: BATTLE STEAK!
EXT. MY CAR - LATE AFTERNOON
Overhead shot. We see the car turning a corner and overhear the conversation.
MY SON
What do you want to bet that Cindy doesn't even make a real steak?
MY DAUGHTER
Yeah, she'll probably make, like, duck, and call it steak. Like the fish burgers.
ME
Or she could be making steak tartare...
..A chorus of "Ews!" ensues, along with laughter. MY HUSBAND looks worried. I look calm but am secretly dismayed, because I know she will be making a real steak, and I am in trouble.
INT. KITCHEN - EVENING
Close ups of succulent steaks. We hear CARPOOL MOMS murmuring in the background about their personal relationships with various butchers. Smack talk all around**.
Christy D's two-inch thick NY steaks from a butcher that sells to the top restaurants in LA, basking in a balsamic-shallot-olive oil marinade.
Cindy's even thicker bone-in rib eyes, with her special skillet, artisan salts, and other spices. Also bone marrow to be roasted alongside. (The kids were a tiny bit right)
A clever entry from the new Christy: Flank steak marinated in a vibrant chimichurri sauce. She's a ringer!
Sizzling everywhere. Tantalizing smells are coming from the stove top, the oven and the grill. The guacamole has been demolished, the baked potato bar is being set up, and THE CARPOOL MOMS are well through the white wine and on to the red.
PAN TO:
Platters of steak, laid out for the JUDGES to take the first pass through.
The judges are pleased.
The grilled balsamic NY steaks, with a decadent peppercorn cream sauce
The rib eye - finished in the oven with the marrow bones, a little thyme, and butter
The INSTIGATOR, enjoying the results of his diabolical plan (and the lack of steak tartare)
The votes come in, including a new category "Tenderness", added perhaps in a kind gesture to my steak, which was completely outclassed in every aspect but this one.
The WINNER for best tasting steak savors her victory by jumping up and down and screaming for joy****. The OTHER MOMS are outwardly happy for her, each having won a category themselves*****, but we know better. They waste no time in throwing down the gauntlet.
AUTHORITATIVE ANNOUNCER VOICE
Don't miss the next exciting CARPOOL WARS: Battle Brunch!
FADE OUT.
