Perhaps, with all these chef pictures I’ve got on here, I might be giving something away about some sort of latent food issues and maybe I’m a comfort eater and blah blah blah … or maybe I’m some sort of latter-day reverse chauvinist who just likes to imagine people with museum-quality good looks cooking me $45 entrees for free. Whatever, me and my Ethiopian-Swedish chef will be over in the dimly lit corner getting frisky with some aquavit.