Can you imagine the headlines if I gave someone food poisoning? They'd hang me off Tower Bridge by my ballbag!

How are these people deserving huge payouts for losing weight when they should have done it without the camera or without a team helping them? Then, six months later you go back and find out where they are, and they're in a worse state than they were in before they joined the f - ing show. Then they blame the producer.

I'm not trying to take New York by storm. I just want to sneak in there, keep my head down, batten down the hatches and cook.

What's frustrating more than anything is when chefs start to cut corners and believe that they are incognito in the way they send out appetizers, entrees, and they know it's not 100 percent, but they think the customers can't spot it.

Bread Street Kitchen is a big operation, a unique beast, and it needs bedding in.

Another person tattooed my face on their calf. When they tense, the face moves! That is messed up.

I spend more time in the kitchen than I have in the dining room, for obvious reasons, however, I just want to sit and indulge.