I've always considered it a privilege to meet the person who's behind my fine dining experience, which is why I was surprised to come across a recent essay in the Guardian, entitled "Meet the chef? No thanks." In the diatribe, Marina O'Loughlin condemns what she calls "chefly schmoozing," pointing out that anytime a chef comes out to say hello at the end of a meal, one is expected to gush with high praise. She writes: "If you're a chef with your name above the door, shouldn't you be, well, cooking my dinner?" I'd never thought of it that way, but now I understand another perspective. Where do you stand on the matter?
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