he kind of rolled up his sleeves and said okay. i m going to take all these memories that i have of eating in grand restaurants and try and translate it on to the plate. my first day on the job i was left alone in the kitchen. no alice, nobody. except this beat nick drummer, willy bishop. he knew all it levels. draw chalk on the soup and say make soup to here. i also loved the food that chez panisse represented which is south of france bistro selling vermuth and roast chicken. that wasn t enough for me. this also goes everywhere with me. ancient version of it. very quickly i realized