


It was fun, but physically demanding and mentally exhausting. They are the true backbone of the service industry, and I say this having worked for several years in the restaurant business myself as a table busser, a hostess, a waitress, and a cashier at a well-known Mexican restaurant and as a cocktail waitress at a couple of dive bars while in college. Without these workers, restaurants would shut down. I also like that he doesn’t have any arrogance toward his staff and he gives credit where credit is due – to the hardworking cooks, sous-chefs, servers, bakers, prep cooks, dishwashers and all the unseen migrant men and women behind the scenes who make the food. We none of us should take ourselves so seriously in life, because we are all going to screw up eventually. He’s a good chef and he knows it, but he regularly mocks himself, and I like that in a person. What sets him apart is that he doesn’t take himself seriously, either in his writing or his cooking. He’s welcome to eat crackers in bed with me anytime. He’s funnier than hell, can cook like an angel, curse like a devil, drink like a sailor, and is one of those men that just get more handsome and sexy with age. Though he is somewhat of a hypocrite in how he has previously mocked celebrity chefs like Emeril Lagasse and Rachael Ray whilst simultaneously pursuing his own brand of foul-mouthed celebrity, I can’t help but like the guy. His attitude of irreverence, particularly within an industry that traditionally holds male chefs on very high pedestals, is refreshing. Of course, in his updated version of that classic foodie memoir, he recants in his inimitable style by saying “eat the fucking fish on Monday, already!”īourdain is as snarky and smart-assy as they come. I didn’t eat a Monday fish special at a restaurant for five years after reading Kitchen Confidential. Anthony Bourdain, to whom I refer affectionately as “my future ex-husband,” is never going to live that down. Original posting: May 2017: Oh, that damn Monday fish.

One of my biggest culinary influences, as well as someone who changed my worldview in general, I loved, respected and honored his work and who he was as a human being. Today marks two years from the date that my idol Anthony Bourdain died. I originally posted this blog in May 2017.
