I'm Very Bad, But I Like To

I'm Very Bad, But I Like To Dance.

We Lived In St. Tropez When I Was Young, And There Were A Lot Of Vietnamese Refugees In France At The Time, After The War. My Mother Had Many Vietnamese Friends Who Entertained A Lot, And She Was Taught How To Make That Spring Roll. She Would Make Them All The Time.

Today, Because I Want To Be Gentle On My Back, I Listen To Jazz.

I Have Very Vivid Memories Of Being A Young Child. My Mother Would Create Dinner As For Us, And When She Would Bake, She Would Leave Some Dough For Me. I Would Roll The Dough Into Little Sticks While She Was Cooking The Apple Tart Of Whatever. I Was Looking Through The Window Of The Oven And Flipping The Light, And Then My Bread Would Come Out, And It Was Inedible, Of Course.

When I Started To Work In Paris In Fine Dining, The Passion Really Kicked In, And I Knew That I Would Not, For The Rest Of My Life, Do Anything Else.