I am off to Venice tomorrow. Catholic girls, lavazza, panforte and the crazy old bastard Gian Michel Sorrentini will keep me company. I land at 09:00 in the morning, so I'll have to get an early-ish night tonight.

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To those who complain about my food rantings, may I remind you that I was a chef - a very good one if I may say so. Even though I am a skinny bastard (a skinny chef would have been as effective as a naked one), I feel as passionately about food as I did in the prime of my culinary career. It is a filter through which I measure the quality of life, a litmus test. One of the only things I really have control over is what I eat and drink. When it comes to food and drink - I SHALL NOT BE SUBJECT TO SHIT!