Not to sound like Kevin "Meatball" Gillespie, but I've eaten white truffles in Italy during their harvest season. Night after night, because it was years ago and they just grated them on top of what you ordered. Point is, Bryan is the only one who understood that no flavor should fight the truffle--e.g., simple pastas, polenta, congee🙂, meat/game/poultry. Bravo, Bryan. Please be the one Padma looks at with tears in her eyes at the end of the finale (because she's so happy for you). Or, you know, Melissa.
Sorry, Gregory, hope your back feels better.