My lowest moment was when I was at my restaurant, March 14th…

That was as hard as any moment I’ve experienced in my life. I didn’t know when we would be able to reopen again. I had to tell people who had been with me for 27 years that tomorrow they would not have a place to work… For me, I remember having tears on my face not knowing when I will be able to open again, very afraid of the future.

One of my happiest moments was actually the day after. I announced I was closing my restaurants. We announced that we were moving from restaurants to try and feed as many people as we could. We were able to show that restaurants becoming community kitchens could be… feeding the homeless, feeding the hospitals, feeding anybody in need of a plate of food.

My mother, my father, who are no longer with us, they were nurses. I was able, as a young kid, to see the empathy and the love that many health employees would put in their work. I was so proud that thousands and thousands of chefs and volunteers, we began reacting to the problems. When hospitals needed somebody to feed them, we show up.