There's no such thing as a chef who can make everything~ [He sounds almost teasing when he says it, and grins in visible delight from Perona's response to the dessert.] Not until recipes stop being made. [And that's a day he is sure - and grateful - will never come]

No, all I know are a few shitty things about presentation and preparation. [And really, that's almost all you need to make a good meal. Prepare well, present well - make a feast for the eyes and for the stomach. Feed the soul and the body. He smiles fondly at the dessert, seeing past the laborious hours and down to the ingredients, the concept, and the honest love that comes from wanting to cook for other people]