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2m39s
Yes, please, tell her to call me immediately. I have Carl with me. I'm at home. Thank you. - Alright, I'm gonna go. - No, no, she's gonna call right back. - She was on the other line. - You're making more of this than it is. I just don't like to see you like this. Like what? I'm fine. I have to get to work. You're never going to be happy cooking for someone else. Is this about the food truck? I don't wanna talk about it again. Why not? You can cook your own food. You can be your own boss. I can book you for all the parties that I'm doing. I appreciate the offer, but I don't need any charity from you or your ex-husband. - Why are you being so proud? - Because I'm working. And despite what you might think, I have complete freedom to cook whatever I want now. I like my life. And as far as your publicist goes, when she calls back, you let her know that I understand I shouldn't tweet any pictures of my dick and any career advice should be kept to oneself. OK? I'll see you later. Thank you. - I got all this shit in the trunk. - Want me to do this? - Is it on? - Yeah. We're doing it. - We're doing it, guys. - Come on. Let's get everything out. I want the Cambros, the delis out so we can start plating, OK? Carl, can you tell me what's going on for tonight? No, no, no, how many covers do we have tonight? How many? We are overbooked. But I just printed out all the menus. Good. It's not the menu you got printed. It's different. - That's what I understand. - We're doing a tasting menu. - Carl, I have to put the wine... - A tasting menu for Ramsey Michel. - I know, but we... - He's coming. He knows about it. - Did you see the 'Eater' article? - I did. - I'm so excited for you. - It's all over the internet. - I love it when you're like this. - Taste the food. Bring in the waitstaff, have 'em taste the food. Make them understand what we're going for. - OK. - OK? We're not pushing specials today. The whole menu is special. - I'm excited. - I'm excited. I'm finally happy. I'm happy, OK? Am I allowed to be happy at work? Carl. Carl. We're staying with the same menu, right? I have something really good planned for tonight. I'm gonna let you... It's not sweetbreads. - You're gonna be able to taste it. - That may be true. But we have the most reservations on a work night since we opened. - You realise that? - I know. I was on Twitter. - Yeah. - I was promoting the restaurant. - I was on Twitter. - What? Yeah, that's another thing. From now on, before you post anything online, I OK it. Alright? The whole reason everybody's here tonight is because I called out Ramsey Michel online and they're all coming to watch me stick it in his ass. Yeah, and you're gonna twitter an apology for calling the most respected critic in Los Angeles an asshole. - I'm not gonna fucking apologise. - What do you mean, you're not... - You see what he wrote about me? - I don't give a fuck... - He started it! - ..what he wrote. I don't care. You're a cook. You're a chef. This is what you've been cooking for years, and it works. And either you cook the menu that our customers have come to ex... - You want me to cook the same food? - The same exact... The same food that he ripped apart? The same guy who's coming tonight? The restaurant isn't filled with critics! It's filled with people that've been eating your food for the last 10 years! So now, suddenly, you're gonna be an artist. Well, be an artist on your own time. - Listen to me. - No sweetbreads! - Listen! - No calves' brains. I'm not cooking sweetbreads! Listen to me. The kitchen is my domain. That was our deal. I don't give a fuck what the deal was! The deal is now changed. Either you stay or you go. It's up to you. End of discussion.
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40.5s
- You gotta be kidding me. - Wow. You realise how many people have read this? I'm up to 2,000 followers since last night. - You're trending, bro. - They're sending me messages. They're goading me into responding to this prick. - Don't do it. Don't do it, man. - Don't do that, Chef. - Don't respond. Take the high road. - I know. But half the people are saying he's right. Yeah, but half the people are saying he's wrong. - That's the fucking internet. - That's right. Listen to him. - That's social media. You on Twitter? - Yeah, I'm Twitter. - What's your name? - Little Marty. But all the people following me, I don't wanna hang out during the day. I avoid all... Oh, hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? - This guy. - Don't. What are you writing? Chef, don't... That's not a good idea. Just listen. I won't send it until we all say it's OK. "Why don't you come by again tonight? "I got a whole new menu just for you, asshole." - No, gimme the phone. - That's not good. Not a good idea. Don't do it!
Chef
1m6s
I don't get it. I don't get it. Everyone loved it. He loved it, even. Then Why'd he write all that mean shit about me? About my food? Who cares? Who cares? I do. 'Cause I could have done better. I should have cooked the shit I was gonna cook. You're ignoring the fact that everyone was happy and you're making a problem where there's no problem. It's not hard to make people happy. There's certain things you could put on a menu that'll make everybody happy. If you put ahi tuna on a menu, it will sell out. It's guaranteed. You know that. But I cooked the beef cheek, which is a better dish, and nobody wants to even try it. - It was good, though. - Yeah, for family meal. Well, who you cooking for, though? That's my point. Why do I have to pick? Why do I have to choose? Why can't I have both? There are chefs that cook food that they believe in and people will try because they're open to a new experience and they'll end up liking it. - What do you want me to say to you? - The truth. You want me to tell you that you're the best chef that I ever worked with. And it's true, because you are. You are, Carl. You are the best chef I've ever worked with. - OK. - I mean it. Well, thank you. You're welcome.
Chef
51.7s
- Dad? - Yeah. You got 1,653 followers since last night. - Oh, is that good? - It's amazing. Oh, good. What does it mean? It means that 1,653 people are reading your Twitter feed. Mm-hm. I thought it was like texting. Did you post anything since last night? - No. - Are you sure? Yeah, I just sent a private message to somebody. - To who? - To that A-hole food critic. You could only send private messages to people who are following you. I think you might have posted that publicly. No, he wrote something nasty about me and then I hit reply and it let me send a message to him. Dad, replies are public. Everybody can read them. And it looks like he re-tweeted it to all his 123,845 followers. And he wrote back.
Chef
38.5s
Carl... Casper. So is this for sex? Eww! Is that what you're doing this for? No, I'm not doing it for that. Someone wrote something bad. I wanna see what they wrote. Good. Oh, shit. Hey. You can't talk like that. I don't care if Mommy's not around. I don't want you cursing around here. - That review went viral. - What does that mean? It means it got picked up and re-tweeted everywhere. So all these people have read the review? - Yeah. - Oh, shit. - I think it's kinda cool. - I don't. - No, I mean, us doing this. - Doing what? You know, just hanging out. We hang out all the time. No, like, hanging out and doing something.
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