Scrubbing The Bear from My Soul

Fine dining PTSD, cleanliness and catharsis

I didn’t want to watch “The Bear.” Every chef I know warned me about it.

But a dear friend suggested I give it a try, and I figured it had been long enough since I was involved in fine dining that I could watch it, much as when I decided to watch “The Sopranos” in 2019, a decade after that show first aired. (I am from the part of New Jersey “The Soprano…