As a chef, you're only as good as your last meal. And for most of us, the memory of a bad meal tends to stick around a lot longer than the typical experience. I can describe to you every single detail of a terrible dinner that I had two years ago, but I probably couldn't tell you what I had for lunch last Monday.
I sometimes wonder why the memory of a bad meal has such an effect on me, and two thoughts come to mind. One: Every meal is an event. It's a small celebration of the carnal pleasures of life and it's something I look forward to. So when I am served a bad meal, it feels like someone robbed me. And when someone is robbing you, you want to remember every single detail so you have a good description to give the police. Two: I'm generally more irritable when I'm hungry!
As a chef, I know that it's impossible to serve impeccable, perfect food. But I also know what the standards should be, and I'm not afraid to call a chef out on a bad outing. Is this article bad karma? Maybe. But I figure if some day someone writes a bad review about my food, I probably deserved it.
Chef's Special Congee:
It's ironic that my first article in the "worst meals" series is written about one of my favorite restaurants
This article appears in Dec 2-8, 2000.