While scanning chef Danny Bowien’s New York Diet (http://newyork.grubstreet.com/2012/07/danny-bowien-new-york-diet.html), something he said in the midst of describing what he ate—smoked wings, soju (i.e. “braised beef, cut in really beautiful slices and served warm”), and a porterhouse, to list a few—stood out.
“I’m not the manliest-man chef. 90 percent of the staff at Mission are women … and I think that’s because when I first went to visit Christina Tosi [Skirt Steakette] at her commissary kitchen, I realized it’s mostly girls there, and how they were so efficient and fast! She has the whole thing under lock. I’ve stolen a lot of ideas from her. After that, I was like, I’m kinda tired of the macho-guy-chef thing. I don’t want to play ball tap in the kitchen. I don’t want to get hit in the balls every five minutes.”
Having read that along with the two items below, you might decide to entertain an amusing, provocative and possibly irritating conversation about “manliness,” and, alternatively, “womanliness.”