"For Mario's garden party, we spent days together in a walk-in refrigerator, heads filled with accelerants, gluing near-microscopic bits of carved and blanched vegetables onto the sides of roasts and poached fishes and fowls with hot aspic. We must have looked like crazed neurologists, using tweezers, bamboo skewers, and bar straws to cut and affix garnishes, laboring straight through the night. Covered with gelee, sleepless after forty-eight hours in the cooler, we lost all perspective, Dimitri at one point obsessing over a tiny red faux mushroom in one corner of a poached salmon, muttering to himself about the distinctive white dots on the hood of the Amanitra muscara or psilocybin mushroom while he applied dust-sized motes of cooked egg white for 'authenticity.'"
- Anthony Bourdain, Kitchen Confidential