He’s toned down the tats to be sure, but this guy obviously is so impressed with himself that he should be permanently enshrined in the HotChickswithDouchebags Hall of Fame. Whether he truly qualifies as a “celebrity chef” is doubtful (his food doesn’t even make the playoffs), but the Rio has staked a lot on his tough-guy–Sopranos-wannabe-chef reputation….so we thought we’d let you bask in his aura one more time. But come on Steve… let’s face it….the Sopranos are soooo 2006 wouldn’t you agree?
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This guy is a true D-I-C-K, full of his own crap! It’s cute that on the menu it says “this is how I serve my food, don’t break my balls”, of course in reference to no subsitutions. This is something EVERY chef would like on his menu. But, not letting people buy cocktails at their table-only bottles, no 1/2 sizes on portions of pasta (I even offered to pay a couple of dollars more and was told no) Was he to busy paying songs on his turn table to cook? Wait, isnt that what he says he is? And please for the love of god, just turn down the music a notch or two. I don’t think a chef coat could ever fit around those arms or over that HUGE head! Hey Stevey go across the street and see a real Italian Chef named Geno Bernardo over at NOVE! He loves to teach!!
Couldn’t agree more with you on Bernardo. We’ll be doing a post and review of his food soon.
I cannot for the life of me fathom why the people at harrahs though bringing that grease ball out of his native habitat (Phili via south Florida) and transplanting him to the culinary wasteland that the Rio represents would be a feather in their cap. Im looking forward to their next project……