Everybody these days wants to be a star, including myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm a chef but you want to market yourself and your projects.

Chestnuts are my favorite ingredient to use in the fall, especially for the holidays. I always find that they are meaty, hearty and have a mysterious refinement when cooked or roasted over sea salt.

Determine who you are and what your brand is, and what youre not. The rest of it is just a lot of noise.

My mother's blueberry pie from scratch was amazing. I still make it today.

The most important things in life happen over conversations while eating.

I don't enjoy eating humble pie.

I like old fashioned things. We have these old wine buckets at the restaurant and none of them match.

I love hospitality, and I love cooking. The kitchen is where I feel most at ease and where I feel most like myself.

I'll transform anything as long as it's edible.

The worst day is just that I did not enter the culinary world sooner. And the best day was seeing the reaction of my one year old daughter when she tasted her first crisp apple!

A plate of food has to have balance. For example, a mild fish like skate mustnt be overwhelmed by the side dishes. They should have personality and color, but they also have to be subtle.

alone doesn't mean lonely. It just means alone. It just means that for now, you're on your own, and that's not a terrible thing.

Every social ethic is doomed to failure if it is blind to personal responsibility" (The Ten Commandments, 10).

There's more than enough for the many, but somehow never enough for the few

We don't live in the world of reality, we live in the world of how we perceive reality.

If anything can go wrong, it will.

Never be bullied into silence.

I'm content with the fact that I made a decent effort. That's what I've always worried about: that I wouldn't try hard enough.

She knew that when she played she was giving pleasure only to herself; but this was no new sensation

Sometimes colleagues in performance are absolutely astonishing.

A thousand years ago five minutes were Equal to forty ounces of fine sand. Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime and Infinite aftertime: above your head They close like giant wings, and you are dead.