While we're talking about when good chefs go bad let's talk about that arsehole Neil Perry.
I almost choked on my tea yesterday when I was forwarded this little nugget of comedy gold.
I particularly like how Perry says:
"I'm 52 and I'm over customers that don't understand what we do".
This is particularly hilarious because when my sister sent Perry an email to complain about the disgraceful evening she had there a few years ago his reply included a comment about how they "didn't understand what he was trying to do". I don't know Neil, I think we're all clear on what you're trying to do: be a pretentious wanker. No, really, we're all on the same page there.
"She didn't know how to complain and that turned me into a person who didn't know how to respond."
Don't you love it! Obviously the woman hadn't read The Official Guide to Complaining by HRH Neil Perry. How dare she assume she can just go about complaining about poor food and bad service when she doesn't know how to do it properly. The gall!
One thing is clear from this article and from my sister's experience, Neil Perry is a pompous ass who doesn't understand that the customers who pay his inflated menu prices are always right, even when he might not necessarily agree with them. How about a little humility you egotistical prick?