Alan Richmond makes it clear that ignorance is, for him, no impediment. Thanks to Ashley Morris for the links.
I suppose if I'd actually read Richmond's GQ piece (evidently not available online), I'd be more than a little, um, steamed:
[Richmond] was displeased, for instance, with his trout amandine meunière at Galatoire's because "it looked and tasted fried." Although the traditional French preparation of meunière calls for the fish to be sautéed, it is still a little like dissing tuna sashimi for being raw, as Galatoire's has been serving trout amandine meunière fried for better than a century.
And the fact that he decided that NOW was the time to loudly dis the city speaks volumes about his character--he sounds like the kind of person who'd kick an animal that had just been (deliberately) hit by a car.
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