Cook, cook, cook, cook, cook.
Coldbath Road, 01423 505681, thefatbadger.co.uk Chatting as my meal is cooked, the guy behind the counter tells me he has spent so long in fish 'n' chip shops, he can now tell what brand of oil a chippy is using, just by sniffing the air.
In the middle of a busy night, Rocco DiSpirito, the chef at Rocco's, did his best to halt the stream of cold food coming from the kitchen, hollering at his team of cooks: "Guys, I'm sick and tired of people telling me the food's cold!
"I would never cook for a guy alone, especially in New York," says the artist Anh Duong, shredding red lettuce into a bowl on top of her washing machine.
That's the dish that convinced me that I wanted to cook with this guy, and the day I visited him, I remembered this fine, complex (and not, frankly, uncomplicated) ceviche and the ultrasimple scallop salad.
Watch this guy cook a turkey with a Lamborghini Aventador LP760.
You guys cook with trans fats?" They ignored him.
The way these guys cook is like nothing else.
You know, the dudes addicted to Hungry Man because they couldn't cook, or the guys that would mix whites with colour.
"I wondered: How am I going to cook like these guys?" But on an educational trip to the islands, "I discovered their secret: They don't screw with what's already good".
For example, most single guys cook for themselves or go out to eat a lot.
