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Fortunately, I Knew The Cardinal Rule Of Getting On With One's Fellow Cooks. It Applies In Any Kitchen And Can Be Summed Up In Two Short Words: Bust Ass.

When You'd Get A Note From Someone, The Government, It Meant Something Was Wrong. This Was The Way It Was. Just Goes To Show You The Way That Being A Chef Has Changed, You Know - Being On The Bottom Of The Social Scale And Now Being What We Are, It's Incredible, It's Terrific.

Thirty, 40 Years Ago, More Than That Now, Even, The Cook Was Certainly At The Bottom Of The Social Scale. And Any Mother Would've Wanted Their Child To Marry A Doctor, A Lawyer, An Architect, Not A Cook. Now, We Are Genius, It's Different.

You Know, My Parents Had A Restaurant. And I Left Home, Actually, In 1949, When I Was 13 Years Old, To Go Into Apprenticeship. And Actually When I Left Home, Home Was A Restaurant - Like I Said, My Mother Was A Chef. So I Can't Remember Any Time In My Life, From Age 5, 6, That I Wasn't In A Kitchen.

The Menus That Remain, For Me, Are Really The Menus That You Have With Your Good Friends, With Your Wife, With Your Mother, With Your Kids. These Are What Stay In Your Mind.