We are so bemused by our own petard, that we are unable to look at things objectively.
Cooking may be a creative art, but it's also a wonderful full-time hobby.
Cooking is one failure after another, and that's how you finally learn.
I don't use the word gourmet. The word doesn't mean anything anymore. 'Gourmet' makes it sound like someone is putting sherry wine in the corn-flake casserole.
The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking you've got to have a what-the-hell attitude.
It's simply a very romantic place. Just one look at any of those streets, and you couldn't be anywhere else - it's so beautiful, and there's that location, and the sense of the free spirit. Who couldn't become ravenous in such a place?