…close to 4pm in a warm and sunny late october, no will to quit that restaurant in La Barceloneta… the final pinch of chocolate playing around the last drop of Cognac…
“I am not a Chef, but good at cooking….”
” You are right, you do are”
“You have the skills, the right words and attitude, that magic, call it I-don’t-know-how-to-say-what makes the difference”
“I have nothing, I know nothing. I have no words to say it. My passion does.”
“Got it. Dream on”.