I'm of a generation that romanticizes and maybe even over-romanticized things that were painful, that hurt others. I feel that. But I don't know if I have any regrets.

I like the fact that Melbourne always seems to support their chefs and promote them in ways I find really admirable.

Norman Mailer described the desire to be cool as a "decision to encourage the psychopath in oneself, to explore that domain of experience where security is boredom and therefore sickness and one exists in the present, in that enormous present which is without past or future, memory or planned intention.

Very few restaurant workers could even dream of eating in the restaurants they work in. Many do not make a living wage.

I’m a Twitter addict. Jose Andres is a serial tweeter. It’s funny to see which chefs have embraced it, and the different paths they take.

I think of [street food] as the antidote to fast food; it's the clear alternative to the king, the clown and the colonel.

What nicer thing can you do for somebody than make them breakfast?