Food is incredibly important to Somesuch. Sally’s parents - Jim and Wendy - run an award winning restaurant in Martinborough called the French Bistro. If you’re ever in New Zealand make sure you go there and order the duck a l’orange - it’s an unruly banger. And Sally is a wonderful cook in her own right. Anyone that’s been to our house for dinner over the years will attest to this. Yep. We love food. Somesuch Restaurant is the dream.
Luckily our directors share this passion; none more so than Daniel Wolfe, who trained as a chef and worked under Paul Kitching at Juniper. I’m told Kitchens are rough, full of bruisers. Cock sure. Work, go out, drink, eat a gross of oysters Batali-style, sniff gack, eat Ambien, valium, sleep, get up, prep, work. It’s grueling. A pranging sous-chef flips his fucking lid and tries to blow torch you in the face. Creme-brulee-head. The fuck are you doing? Cunt’s laughing. Sorry cuz. I was only joking around. But as Daniel says, none of this dims the passion. It starts and ends with food. So he made a film about it. We had some short ends and half a day with BAFTA winning actress Vicky McClure: the result is ‘The Raw And The Cooked’, a tribute to blow, depression, disappointment and retro dishes.
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