I work with a younger chef who is a total climber. He is constantly roaming around the dining room sucking up to anybody who is remotely powerful (i.e., bloggers, food critics, publicists, etc.). Recently he started getting a tattoo sleeve, and has been growing his hair out trying to look "edgy." All the peacocking is getting in the way of us making good food. Am I right to want to throttle this guy? READ MORE Ask RuBo 
Ruth Bourdain offers etiquette advice.
Ask RuBo: When Does Celebrity Chef Peacocking Go Too Far?
I work with a younger chef who is a total climber. He is constantly roaming around the dining room sucking up to anybody who is remotely powerful (i.e., bloggers, food critics, publicists, etc.). Recently he started getting a tattoo sleeve, and has been growing his hair out trying to look "edgy." All the peacocking is getting in the way of us making good food. Am I right to want to throttle this guy? READ MORE Ask RuBo: Are Celebrity Chef Restaurants Worth It?
My husband and I are going to New York on vacation, and he's all gaga about going to Eataly. I'm loath to patronize any kind of celebrity food venture: I got burned really bad at a Tyler Florence joint in San Francisco recently. READ MORE Ask RuBo: Cell Phones at the Table, Neurotic Food Whims
I have two pet peeves at a restaurant. First, I am sick and tired of being at a table when someone's cell phone rings and they answer it and talk and talk and talk and then everyone at the table sort of stops their own conversation. READ MORE Ask RuBo: Defriended After a Birthday Dinner
It was my birthday last April, and a friend of mine asked me if I would like to go out to lunch … READ MORE Ask RuBo: Holiday Edition
Do I need special ice for my holiday party cocktails? How do I rescue the ladle from the punch bowl? And how can I eat cookies without getting powdered sugar all over myself? READ MORE Dear RuBo: My Name Is Not Fucking “Sweetie”
In the New York Times, Florence Fabricant gives advice on the fine points of entertaining at home and eating in restaurants. Here, Ruth Bourdain takes those questions and gives her own fucking answers. READ MORE 
