"I am not here to be right: I am here as a friend who wants you to put nice things in your mouth"
"Drinkable diamonds, liquid money, tipsy happiness, champagne is a party in my mouth and a gift in a bottle"
"Chefs all wear the preposterously tall toque blanche hat, but all of the pomp is lavishly lapped up"
"I’ve lived in Alba for over 15 years, and have found my happy place. I plant, I grow, I harvest, I cook"
"One question still vexes me, year in, year out. Where can I take my parents for dinner in London?"
"I want the person responsible for cooking my dinner to be a proper fatty, experienced in gluttony"
"You feel for the can’t-decide crowd who check the menu outside, assess the cheery downstairs room through the windows, and then are led upstairs"
"When told, drop everything and get the hell out, fast"
"A daily menu arrives and makes a point of the kitchen’s Canadian-ness – what the Dickens is that I hear you cry?"
"Dinner starts proper with the world's oddest signature dish …"