The BBQ Beef Matilda and the Ramsay Bunch

-I'm Matilda!

-I'm Matilda!

-I'm Matilda!

I'M Matilda!

Cooking is what I love best!

ALL: Oooh!

She cooks, she scores!

TABLET RINGS

-Hi, I'm Matilda.

-Goodbye, Jack!

I'm in charge of the kitchen in THIS house.

No, no!

SHE SQUEALS

Get out of my kitchen!

This is the story of me, my crazy summer...

I'm on the red carpet and I'm about the meet the star of the movie.

And my even crazier family!

-ALL:

-What?!

Tilly rules, OK?

HONKS

Music plays: Fur Elise by Beethoven

HONKS HORN

We're on holiday in Los Angeles, where I'm doing what I love best.

Cooking up a storm.

That is actually very good.

Writing my food blog.

And learning everything that Californian cooking has to offer.

Today, I'm taking part in the famous Long Beach Barbecue Competition.

It's going to be really tough

because the cooks are extremely experienced and super-serious.

So the big question is, will the judges crown me...

Americans are mad about barbecues.

They don't do them by halves.

Massive contests like this one happen all over the country.

I'm hoping to win with my lip-smacking menu.

I'm making a succulent pulled pork sandwich, an explosive side

order of real baked beans...

PARP

And a sensational barbecued banana split.

I just hope my cooking will cut the mustard.

Wow, there are so many different stalls!

I've never entered a barbecue competition before,

so this is pretty daunting.

-You're not scared, are you?

-I'm a bit nervous.

To stand any chance against the greatest barbecue kings

on America's west coast, I'll need some help from my Ramsay team-mates.

So, my plan is that you two go off as my spies

and go figure out what everyone's doing, how everyone's doing it.

So, we have to go and do all the hard bit

and ask everyone what their secret tips are?

No, you can just be like, "Hey, can I try some of this?"

And then be like, "So, what did you put in it?"

I'm setting up Barbecue HQ. Good luck girls, happy spying!

-BOTH:

-Hiya!

-Megan, nice to meet you.

-I'm Big Poppa.

Big Poppa is one of America's most celebrated barbecuers,

so my spies have got to discover some winning secrets.

So there's five pork butts in there.

-They're in a very secret...Secret formula.

-Find out what it is!

Are we not allowed to know the secret formula?

Well, it's very secret and it's...

-..And then one other thing.

-Get it out of him!

-And what is the one other thing?

-I don't know. I can't remember.

Try again!

Try again!

We're hanging the ribs. They get wrapped in a very secret mixture.

What's the...?

And one other thing, I forget.

Argh! He always misses out one secret ingredient.

Maybe tasting it will give them the full picture.

This is just a quick little example, here. It should have a real nice...

-Wow.

-..A real nice flavour.

-That is so good.

-A little sweet and then a little savoury.

Oh, my gosh. That is so yummy.

Not the whole story but some great clues. Keep spying, girls!

At the heart of classic American barbecues, there are big

joints of super slow-roasted meat, packed with sweet, smoky flavours.

I'm barbecuing pulled pork for the competition.

I rubbed it with classic barbecue ingredients to give it that

great sweet, smoky taste.

I started it last night, which meant all the lovely,

delicious flavours could soak in.

BOING! BOING! BOING!

Oh, it actually smells really delicious.

But before I make any decisions on how to cook it,

my spies are trying to extract more secrets from another barbecue ace.

-This pit can handle a lot of meat.

-Wow.

So I don't suppose we're allowed to see what you've got over there,

with your ingredients?

That's where all my secrets are.

-That's my magic box. You weren't supposed to see that.

-Failed, again.

-Hello!

-How's it hanging? Pretty good.

-Have you guys found any tips?

-We've got loads.

-We have.

-BOTH:

-It's all about the sauce.

Everyone has their own secret sauce that they put on.

So far we've got maple syrup, coconut sugar, we've got honey.

-and then paprika.

-All about the sauce.

I need to think of something special, then.

You guys have been great spies, amazing help.

See you in a little bit.

Better get to work!

To have a chance of winning against all these pros,

I need a sauce that will stand out from the American crowd.

Ah-ha!

I've come up with an amazing idea for a sauce

but with a British twist.

So I've started by chopping up onions and garlic

and it's going to go in a pan with some olive oil.

Now for my first British twist.

Some English powdered mustard.

A nice big pinch.

Next...

Then a load more of my favourite British ingredients.

Smells strong!

I like this with my baked beans on toast.

Two big glugs. One, two.

It's reminding me of home. And lastly, the most British...

I know it sounds a bit crazy but trust me, it is going to

be delicious.

Simmer until all the yummy British ingredients have mingled together.

Then I can pour half my secret sauce over my meat.

Saving the rest for my next recipe.

Time to tuck up my pork for a long, slow cook on the barbecue.

Lid down, two fingers crossed.

Well, four technically.

But it's going to take more than luck to impress the tough

American judges.

-Hi, Tilly.

-Nice to meet you.

-Mary Ellis.

Welcome to the competition

You will bring your turn-in box to the judges' tent

and the turn-in time is at 11.30.

We have a five minute window before, and a five minute window after.

They will judge your pulled pork for appearance, taste and tenderness.

-There you go.

-Thank you.

-Oh, you're very welcome.

Ooh, it's very serious. It's a bit scary.

Wow, look at the smoke over there! Those guys are really going for it.

With time ticking away,

I could do with a boost from an expert on cooking under pressure.

TABLET RINGS

-Morning.

-Dad!

-How are you?

-Your hair is looking quite something.

-Yup.

-Look, this is how many people there are.

-Oh, wow.

-Everyone's starting to cook now and it's getting quite intense.

I wish you were here to help me, it's going to be tough.

I'm busy but keep that Ramsay flag flying high.

If you lose, you may have to change your name. Bye!

SARCASTICALLY: Great encouragement, Dad.

But that hair was funny enough to de-stress anybody.

Meanwhile, my spies are checking out more of my competitors.

-Like barbecue veteran Wowo.

-You're Tilly's sisters?

-We are.

All right, great!

Like me, Wowo is entering his pulled pork.

It's good to know your enemy.

This is the pulled pork.

This is actually what we're going head-to-head with you guys with.

-Uh-oh.

-Let me give you a little bite.

-That looks so yummy.

Thank you.

That's where all the flavour is, in the fat.

-Ooh.

-That's yummy.

-That's it!

Uh-Oh, sounds like I've got some tough competition there.

With turn-in time looming,

I've got to get cracking with my bonza barbecue dish.

Barbecue beans are an American classic.

They're absolutely delicious but they can be a bit windy.

PARP PARP! First, fry up some cut up bacon.

Then, add pinto beans.

PARP!

Next, the remainder of my top secret British sauce.

That's going to reduce down.

PARP!

Bubble away for 30 minutes,

by which time my competition dish must be ready for the judges.

Meanwhile, my spies are doing what great spies do.

Trying to blend in with the locals.

-PHOTO BOOTH:

-3... 2... Look up at the camera.

PEW! PEW!

The competition is really hotting up. This place is smoking.

And my rivals are starting to turn in their entries already.

Here we go, look. That's the pulled pork.

Uh-Oh, I'm running out of time.

11.29. I'd better get it off.

You have five minutes, Tilly.

Looking delicious.

Quick, pull the pork!

If I don't make it to the judges in time,

I'll be out of the competition.

Scrape it off the bone. Ooh, it's tender.

I've got less than two minutes to get it to the judges' tent.

Pickles. A little bit of coleslaw.

This is what it's like cooking under pressure.

Oh, no, it's upside-down!

Argh!

Let's get a quick picture.

I've got to go.

Run, I've got to run!

...And five seconds.

-Thank you.

-You made it. Good luck to you.

-That was so close.

I had a minute and five seconds to spare.

But I never got to try it.

-Tastes good.

-Surprise!

-How's it going?

-O... M... G...

-Look at this place! Hey, how are you?

-Dad couldn't resist coming.

He wants to make sure that my cooking is doing the

Ramsay name proud.

-Hello!

-Ladies!

-What do the family judges think?

-Wow.

Look at that.

-Delicious.

-Very juicy. Very, very yummy. Not dry at all.

That's really good.

The flavour of the pork is delicious.

The only thing I've got an issue with is your bun is a bit soggy.

I hope the bun doesn't let me down.

Whilst we wait for the judges' verdict,

the gang head off to take in the sights and smells.

And I'm going to rustle us up my favourite barbecue pudding.

Bananas in pyjamas.

Ooh, so gooey and gorgeous.

First, get your banana.

You cut a little slit at the top.

Little one here. Little one here.

Peel down and mash a trough in the middle,

ready for your first filling.

Peanut butter.

Then, chocolate. They're a little bit melted,

I guess that's the hot Californian sun for you!

Got a little song to groove to.

Last up, marshmallows.

Then, wrap your bananas up in their tinfoil pyjamas and bung them

on the barbie.

All the marshmallow and chocolate is going to melt

and be oozy and delicious.

The Ramsay gang do have a bit of a sweet tooth,

so it's no surprise they're back right on time.

-It smells very, very nice.

-Watch out, Dad, it's really hot.

It's sort of pureed but roasted at the same time. Shall we just dig in?

-How is it?

-So good.

-Good.

-Wow.

-Do you know, that's actually perfect.

That is absolutely delicious.

Barbecued bananas were a hit,

but will my pulled pork have gone down as well with the judges?

Come on, you can do this. Yeah.

Time for the big announcement.

-Here we go.

-TANNOY:

-All right everybody.

I have the winners of the pulled pork contest.

I'm nervous.

These are the best pulled pork chefs on Planet Earth.

Dust yourself down. Where's your speech?

-Six winners. Starting from one to six.

-I really hope I do well.

First...

Ah, I didn't get first prize. Hope I come second.

Still four more prizes to go!

Where am I going to come?

OK, not fifth then.

And the fantastic Tilly Ramsay

-We have a special award for you.

-Yay, sixth place!

Not bad against a bunch of barbecue pros.

Tilly, don't forget to say thank you to your dad!

And, I'm getting a special prize, too. A pair of golden tongs!

Tilly Ramsay, everybody.

Time to find out if Dad thinks I can still be called a Ramsay.

Congratulations, seriously. Show me the tongs.

-Woohoo!

-Ah!

-You're going to steal them. I know it.

-Well done.

The pork.

Slowly braised and shredded and the sauce and the beans.

Amazing, amazing, amazing.

I had five minutes to get it all together and up there

so I ran up the hill.

Wow. Now the banana.

-It went kind of caramelised.

-Caramelised, yes. Really delicious.

-Sixth place. You must be happy.

-Yes.

-Would you come back again?

-Definitely.

-Definitely. Well done. Good job.

Looks like I'm still allowed to be a Ramsay, then. Phew!

What's that noise? Is someone in the kitchen?

Gordon, is that you?

I'm just trying to perfect Tilly's secret barbecue sauce.

-I hope you're not using my prize golden tongs.

-Uhh... Nope.

These definitely aren't your golden tongs, Tilly.

-ALL:

-Goodnight!