Chapter 11

The headline said: THE BEST RESTAURANT IN THIS CITY IS RUN BY A WOMAN YOU'VE NEVER HEARD OF. I read the first paragraph standing in the middle of my own dining room while thirty-two cooks pretended not to watch me. For six years I've been telling people that Whitmore House had the finest sauce work on the Eastern Seaboard, and for six years I got the chef's name wrong. It was never Grant Whitmore. It was Nora Quinn. She was in a windowless office behind the dry storage the entire time. Now...