"Brandon was twenty-seven years old when we opened Delancey. I was thirty. I was married to him, but in a sense, I hardly knew him.
"I didn't
know that he had a head for business, or that he could lead people, or that,
after going through the multi-year rigmarole of opening a restaurant, he would
even still be interested in it.
"And I didn't know that he would be right: that
it would, in fact, realize everything
that matters to us. I learned that only by letting him do it – 'letting' in the
very loosest interpretation, through clenched teeth and with a certain amount
of screaming."