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The other "Boss" speaks.

True story: the first time I ever ate at a Momofuku resturant - it was the Noodle Bar, at it’s old location, long before Ssam or Ko were open - I was with my mom, who keeps Kosher. No joke. We were having some kind of intense conversation where she was laying the Jewish Mother Guilt on me - maybe for eating traife? Who cares. - and I just zoned out. I was euphoric. She couldn’t understand why I was freaking out. I wrote on the back of our reciept that night: YOU PEOPLE ARE KILLERS.

Two years later…David Chang on Charlie Rose.

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