Young & Hungry

Good morning.

Gabi, whatever you're making, please make it for two.

Oh, wow. Who's the lucky lady?

Or gentleman.

Let's not judge now.

Gabi, this is my younger brother, Jake.

- Jake, this is Gabi. - Oh, hello.

- (Both) Hi. - Why didn't you tell me your brother

was coming? - I didn't know.

Jake decided to show up at the super conventional hour of 3:00 A.M.

See, he marches to his own drum...

which is funny because he's a drummer.

Was...

Then I was a forest ranger, then I worked on an oil rig...

then I was on a tuna boat...

that ended up in Thailand where I...

just hung out for a couple months and now I'm here.

And Jake's got big news. He's found his calling.

- Tell her. (Gasps) - I want to be a chef.

Wow! Well, good for you!

Thanks! At first, I wanted to be a cook, but then I thought,

why not be a chef? It's like the same thing, but with better pay.

Actually, you know, it's not.

It takes a lot of hard work to be a professional chef.

Oh, I know. I watched Ratatouille on the plane.

The answer is no.

It's my wedding, too, and I want...

Jake!

What are you doing here?

I heard someone was getting married, and I want to see who I lost out to.

My God.

You're even cheek-bonier than last time I saw you.

This is, ah...

Uh...

Alan.

I'm Elliot's fiance.

Please never stand next to me in a photo.

Gabala, quick question.

Can you make appetizers for 100 people for our wedding Saturday?

Uh, this Saturday, let me check my schedule... yes!

No.

Our wedding's being covered by In

It has to be classy.

So you understand why you can't do it, Gabi.

Oh, you hush. She's adorable.

And we're in a pinch.

My mother's caterer...

Tova Rosen...

is doing the sit down dinner, but we need cocktail apps

that are chic and whimsical and Tova is neither.

Oh. Well, move over, Tova.

'Cause, ah, chic and whimsical cocktail apps are my specialty.

Gabi, congratulations! I'm very happy for you.

And at the same time, a little concerned.

Um, one week, 100 guests, that's a lot of work for one person.

A lot of work!

Why are you crushing my dream?

No! I'm not.

I'm just suggesting, maybe...

You hire a little extra help, my treat.

Oh, that would be great. Thank you.

Perfect. Jake, you got your first gig.

- No! - Yes!

Uh, scusi.

Um...

You just heard how important this wedding is to me do you really think

that a drummer/forest ranger

is really the right guy to be my assistant?

Your boss/ the person that pays you really does.

Welcome, Jake.

I am... I am excited/ not annoyed at all.

Okay, my stew is done.

Best you'll ever have.

Wow, that's, um...

Something special.

Told you.

I think I got the cooking gene.

Okay.

Jake, you've obviously coasted through life on your looks,

but cooking is an acquired skill,

ah, not genetic, and I take it very seriously.

You think I'm good looking?

That's your takeaway? Okay, you know what?

Why don't you run out and get me some organic beets?

Done.

Where's the closest market?

Oregon.

You booked an 11 piece band without consulting me?

I want a DJ!

You can't lay across a DJ's piano and sing Big Spender , now can you?

I just picked up my dress for the wedding.

Aw, now all you need is an invitation.

He's such a kidder.

Were you able to take care of that engraving for me?

Sure did. My cousin's dropping off Elliot's ring later today.

What are you two whispering about?

Oh! Just that I love the dress

- I picked out for her. - Mm-hm.

You picked out her dress?

Is there any part of this wedding you haven't controlled?

He wanted it to match the coral-colored guest book.

Don't you know anything about gay weddings?

Yes!

And I'm sick of you making all the decisions without me.

It's my wedding, too.

Oh, you're right, honey.

Why don't you plan the honeymoon?

Yay! I wanna go to Hawaii.

'Cause you want to be a cliche?

I am a gay man

getting married in San Francisco!

I am a freaking cliche!

Yes! Lunch! Best part of the day.

You like?

I let your brother make it for you.

Mmm.

That's good.

Is it, Josh?

- Is it really? - It's got a lot of potential.

If it was a curry.

But, look, Gabi, with your help...

the stew can only get better.

Can it, Josh?

Can it really?

Because this stew knows nothing about cooking,

and he's messing up my chance of one of the biggest opportunities of my life.

But, Gabi...

The stew is my brother.

I know, but I want to punch him in the freakin' face!

Okay, wait, Gabi.

I know he's kinda all over the place,

but it seems like he's finally found something he's excited about.

- Hm. - Maybe this is his calling.

Maybe you should try another bite of his stew.

How long does it take to get beets?

Well, once I realized Oregon was a joke,

not that long.

You're hating this. I can feel it.

- I'm not hating it. - You're hating

- it. - I'm hating it!

Okay, I've been given the biggest opportunity of a lifetime,

and I'm spending the whole day wasting it, training my boss's brother.

Look, I get it. I'm sorry. My brother made you hire me.

If you want, I can leave right now.

Oh, would you?

But I really wanna learn from you.

Why?

Why me? I mean...

Why not publicity? I'm sure Elliot would be very happy to take you under his wing

or any other body part.

- Would you at least hear me out? - Okay.

Fine, but can you talk and roll pasta dough at the same time?

The thing is, Gabi,

Josh thinks I'm a total flake because I change jobs a lot.

Yeah, well, that's kind of flaky.

But, I swear this time's different.

Mmm, that's what flakes say.

I'm serious.

I finally found something I really like.

Okay, you're pushing too hard.

- 'Cause I want you to believe me! - On the dough.

All right, this is gonna sound crazy,

but when I was in Thailand, I ended up living in a monastery.

Oh! Don't they make you take a vow of silence there?

I don't know how you decided to become a chef,

but... and when I was in the monastery, I got to help out in the kitchen,

making food for the other monks,

and you know, at first, it was just another job...

Mm-hm. Okay, that's good. That's nice and gentle.

Thanks.

This is gonna sound really dumb

to a professional chef like you but,

you know, for me it wasn't...

cooking that gave me the buzz, it was the look on peoples' faces when they tasted...

what I cooked.

They can't talk, can they?

I wish I could put into words what that feeling was.

No. No, I mean, I get it. That's exactly how I fell in love with cooking.

- Are you kidding? - No,

I never really met anybody that understood that feeling before.

Okay, you're almost there, let me show you...

ah, you have to push down, but not too hard.

Okay, the right amount of pressure is key.

You gotta tell me, Gabi...

When was your magical moment?

Now... what?

Whose face did you see eating your meal

that gave you the feeling that...

that we're talking about.

Um, my dad.

My mom and I, we used to watch Julia Child together all the time, and...

ah, when she died, I...

made him one of Julia's recipes,

and I will never forget the look on his face.

You know, I just wanted to cook forever.

What was that?

I'm sorry, I-I went with the moment.

I don't know what got into me, but...

Son of a bitch.

Oh my God, Gabi!