We now have a generation of people who in many cases feel that if they become chefs, they'll get a TV show. They have a signature haircut, a year into the business, or a branding arrangement with a shoe company. I don't really relate to that. I guess this is the world we live in now.

Garlic is divine. Few food items can taste so many distinct ways, handled correctly. Misuse of garlic is a crime...Please, treat your garlic with respect...Avoid at all costs that vile spew you see rotting in oil in screwtop jars. Too lazy to peel fresh? You don't deserve to eat garlic.

I wanted to write in Kitchenese, the secret language of cooks, instantly recognizable to anyone who has ever dunked french fries for a summer job or suffered under the despotic rule of a tyrannical chef or boobish owner.

Good food does lead to sex. As it should. And in a perfect world, good music does too.

In fairness, you know, I'm a big believer in if your kid makes noise in the restaurant you should remove the child immediately.

I'm really happy to see the explosion of interest in Korean food, and this hybrid Korean-American food.

I managed to reach a depth of self-loathing that usually takes a night of drinking to achieve.