If you have a good experience in a restaurant, you tell 2 people. If you have a bad experience, you tell 10 people.

I'm a decent cook; I'm a decent chef. None of my friends would ever have hired me at any point in my career. Period.

PETA doesn't want stressed animals to be cruelly crowded into sheds, ankle-deep in their own crap, because they don't want any animals to die ever and basically think chickens should, in time, gain the right to vote. I don't want animals stressed or crowded or treated cruelly or inhumanely because that makes them probably less delicious.

Turning your nose up at a genuine and sincere gesture of hospitality is no way to travel or to make friends around the world.

I travel 250 days a year. There are chef friends who I only see every couple of years. By conventional standards I'm a bad friend. I'm not there to remember your birthday or to offer you words of support through Twitter. I'm not up on what you're doing in New York because I'm not in New York. I'm not what people call in parenting circles "present."

The roots of creativity of cooking are hungry people trying to figure out how to take something that's not particularly fresh or tender and transform it into it something delicious that everyone will love.

If you get an opportunity to work with David Simon, anybody with good taste would.