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Grazie, Chef! From the bottom of my heart, I truly appreciate you and all the ways your unique stories teach on so very many levels. Cheers!

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Chef, though I have tried and tried over the years to enjoy it, its gustatory allure is lost on me. But for one time, in a shaded restaurant in Cannes, my buddy and I , NYC bartenders both, had just driven from Sienna, or was it Pisa? On a hot summer day in 1996, to meet our host Jean-Pierre at his seaside resto for lunch. How we made it, considering our penchant for late nite imbibing, remains to this day a mystery. But that sea urchin, plucked from the adjacent shoreline, cracked open in front of us, its briny treasure within at a table full of young and tan, French and Americans, with freshly baked baguette for scooping it out - I can still hear the tearing crunch of the loaf and taste of the sea - the chilly mineral fruitiness of the Sauvignon Blanc to go with … that was the only time I’d ever enjoyed sea urchin …

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