redwilldanaher
RedWillDanaher
redwilldanaher

When my husband and I were first dating, he worked as a bartender in a fine-dining restaurant. My roommate was a personal chef, and who actually told me that she didn't like my boyfriend because he didn't give her the respect she felt was due to her as a chef. It's been about 6 years since she said that to me, and

I used to work at a restaurant around here that had a lot of hype, mostly because of the exec chef. He turned out to be legitimately tyrannical and more obsessed with firing people because they forgot their nametags than producing quality food.

Indeed- I feel like there are two very different skill sets:

Baking is so very much its own discipline. I loved the Bob's Burgers episode in which Bob tried to make bread and it was awful! The character grinds his own meat, uses only the best and freshest produce, and in general takes an endearing pride in serving truly good, simple food. But he could not bake to save his

My son is a cook — a very good one and has worked in several countries. He doesn't call himself a chef. He also loves and admires my cooking (which pulls strongly from a Southern US background but embraces the global ingredients we're lucky to have available to us now). Which by the way, I really hate the whole

Happy anniversary!

Sadly, not if you require money for your labors.

I particularly hate the vitriol and disdain towards home cooks. A lot of people loves food, cooking and generaly spread their love and knowledge arround. But just because they didn't go to cooking school this love and knowledge (of decades, in some cases, lifetimes even) is scoffed at. When really they are the true

Yes. I learned to cook from my parents. My daughter learned to cook from me, her father and grandparents. New recipes are nice but I don't get much else from celebrity chefs - and I only occasionally get a new recipe from them. The best cookbooks I have are vintage church lady fundraiser cookbooks like "The

CONGRATS UBER!

I (a baker) worked at a restaurant where the chef insisted that I use his recipe for a bread that we made. The recipe was obviously fucked up as the ratios were crazy and it had no leavening. He insisted that I follow the recipe exactly, and after I pointed out that it had some problems, he wouldn't let me make it

How could you not, really?

Instead of a five-star restaurant, there should be a five-Grandma restaurant.

One restaurant I worked in was under a chef who fancied himself hot shit. He'd been out of the industry for 8-10 years but was asked to come back and start a restaurant with a friend. I worked as a pastry chef for him for about 8 months, and it was a terribly frustrating experience. He refused to use recipes, even

Cooking is usually seen as a women's thing. So when men do it for a living their insecurities necessitate making it seem like the most important and artistic thing in the world.

#1 is the type of place I go to and I need to grab a double cheeseburger at mcdonald's after...

The celebrity chef thing has jumped the shark. Wolfgang Puck putting his name on those SHITTY sandwiches sold in the airport "delis" was the beginning of the end. 'Cause hey, they have ex-wives and summer homes to pay for just like Adam Sandler.

Steak frites, all the way. Maybe I am an uncultured ox, but give me a really good piece of steak and some perfect fries, and I am happy in a way that whatever that twee nightmare above could never make me.

Regarding superstar chefs