Sublime

Near the end of my internship, I was out in the playground helping a few kids dig a hole in the sand pit. One of the boys mentioned he’d gone out to eat with his family the night before. “What did you have for dinner?” I asked. “Arugula salad,” he replied. “But usually I get squid ink.” I didn’t know what surprised me more—the choice of food or the

Richard Bourdon,

When I was the executive chef, a few years ago, of a stadium-size nightclub/supper club near Times Square, it often meant six and seven hundred meals a night—a logistical challenge that called for skills closer to those of an air-traffic controller or a military ordnance officer than to those of a classically trained chef.

The Silver Spoon, the best-selling Italian cookbook of the last 50 years. To me, it was like holding the Necronomicon.

Order!, when yelled at a cook means 'Make initial preparations' such as searing, half-cooking, setting up for finishing. Fire! means 'Finish cooking' and get ready for 'pick up'.

He had once been in England, and had eaten roast lamb at a hotel in Liverpool. It had been gray and tepid and tasteless. But of course, he said, it is well known that the English kill their lamb twice; once when they slaughter it, and once when they cook it.

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