“If you don’t believe in God, you can always believe in tortellini. But making tortellini isn’t a solitary act; it’s a communal one.”
“The more soup we could get to the school, the more attendance went up. That motivated us to carry on.”
“We have all this work that we’ve been doing for years and now we really need to value it. It’s going to be amazing to feel proud of all our work.”
“The level of gastronomy in Latin America has grown so much in the last few years and there’s a new generation of cooks that have grown in Peru.”
Virgilio Martínez and Pía León, the husband-and-wife team behind three-time Best Restaurant in Latin America, Central, have – quite literally – changed the landscape with their new restaurant, Mil.
“We need to think about the amount of litter we’re producing, the water we use, the quantity of food we’re wasting. What will happen in the future?”
“I used the term ‘burn it to the ground’ but it’s more metaphorical than literal. It would be really disrespectful to Dandelyan if we didn’t create something as memorable.”
“The most important thing is not to arrive there and invade. It’s about developing friendships so we can have a trusting work relationship.”
“There was always that fear that Kjolle wouldn’t live up to Central. I took a risk but I decided to do it, and luckily we have a strong team.”
“Momofuku was magnetic, electric, it was what we’d all secretly wanted in New York City but couldn’t quite put our finger on, and I just knew I needed to be a part of it.”
“I see the vegetable taking as much prominence as caviar and foie gras did 20 years ago.”
“I stood shoulder to shoulder with men in the toughest kitchens in the world and excelled and loved it.”
“Ferran Adrià motivated me at El Bulli and now I’m here to motivate the next generation.”
“It doesn’t surprise me that the majority of Brazilians have never eaten the Brazilian ingredients that I serve. There’s a disconnection between man and food.”
When Barber asked Mazourek why he didn’t make a squash that tasted good, the breeder responded by saying that nobody had ever asked him to breed specifically with flavour in mind.
Sometime in late 2003, I found myself standing on the roadside in Querétaro, three hours north of Mexico City, clumsily eating a bistec taco with lime juice dribbling down my arm.
“Perfection doesn’t exist. It’s whether we feel that the moment is completed. I have a bigger mission now.”
“Only in the last two years have I found myself as a chef.”
A three-day jaunt in a nifty hire car was the perfect amount of time to take in the capital and the iconic Lake Bled before combining peaceful countryside with destination dining at Hisa Franko.
“With Noma 2.0, we dare again to fail.”