"Being chef at Bastide is like participating in a Survivor episode and knowing that it’s never Joe Pytka who’s going to be voted off the island. So Manzke plays it safe. He keeps his head down, his sauces glistening, his flavors sharp, his progressions logical, and—here’s the rub—his views to himself. The price is that, at the moment, the cooking at Bastide feels like a vocalist singing arpeggios beautifully; he proves he can hit all the notes but never quite breaks into song." [Los Angeles Magazine]
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