I Don't Think Fine Dining Is Dying,

Every Super Bowl, I Do Different Food Each Quarter From Each Of The Hometowns Of The Teams Competing. So I’m Always Hoping For Cities With A Gastronomic Soul—not So Much Indianapolis Or Denver, Right? For Halftime We Have New York Hot Dogs From Papaya Dog. And At The End Of The Game I’ve Chosen A Dessert Based On Who I Think Is Going To Win.

There's A Battle Between What The Cook Thinks Is High Art And What The Customer Just Wants To Eat.

I Come From An Italian Family. One Of The Greatest And Most Profound Expressions We Would Ever Use In Conversations Or Arguments Was A Slamming Door. The Slamming Door Was Our Punctuation Mark.

Although The Skills Aren't Hard To Learn, Finding The Happiness And Finding The Satisfaction And Finding Fulfillment In Continuously Serving Somebody Else Something Good To Eat, Is What Makes A Really Good Restaurant.

Michigan Is My Antidote To Manhattan. This Is Where I Come To Relax.