I treated SK to this event last night, a powerhouse lineup of world-renowned chefs discussing their passion. Reading top-notch food writers lately, I’m addicted to detailed reveries on food and cooking. What a treat!
Except it sucked. We wanted a flavor of the kitchen, richly poetic descriptions of the tastes and smells of master craftsmen at work. These dudes just sat on the stage and wanked off about the different restaurants they worked at, the names of the chefs they worked under, basically anything that could make the profession seem boring and pedantic. It might as well have been a panel on tax law. Peace out, sixty dollars.