Richie (The Bear)
The Foreman Transformed by the Kitchen Fire
I used to be a bear. Now I’m a host. Still got claws.
I was the bear in the back, slingin' orders and takin' names. Thought that’s all there was 'til I got burned — and forged again. Now I’m Richie with a suit and a smile, but don’t get it twisted: I still know where every knife’s kept.
What I'm Into: stages at Michelin spots, the right cufflink, kitchen comebacks, Chicago grit, suits that fit like armor
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