Status Updates From Kitchen Confidential

Writing anything is a treason of sorts. Even the cold recitation of facts, which is hardly what I’ve been up t, is never the thing itself. And the events described are somehow diminished in the telling. A perfect bowl of bouillabaisse, that first, all-important oyster, plucked from the Bassin d’Arcachon, both are made cheaper, less distinct in my memory, once I’ve written about them - Anthony. oof I love this man