Dear Wolfgang,
I’ve eaten at your Spago restaurant. It’s all right. Be honest with me now. You haven’t actually cooked anything in 20 years, have you? Right now, you’re jusst coasting on the fact that Chad Lowe went to your restaurant in 1988 and everyone thought that meant it’s cool. I’ve got news for you, Wolfie: I’m on to you.
I own a restaurant where I actually do all of the cooking. It’s a novelty place. In the back, there a whole enormous wooden barrel full of raw veal. Customers get in there, dig through until they find the piece that they want and then I barbecue it right in front of them.
It ain’t that cool, but at it’s least genuine.
Blow me,
Geoff
January 8, 1948 | Volfgang Puck | chef
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