Oh, he gets that he's a narcissist. And that it's about HIM and it's HIS name on the awning. What's funny (well, ironic, anyway) to me, is that the Rocco/Chowderhead impasse mirrors exactly the FOH/BOH division. The "You wouldn't last for a moment without ME" attitude. The absolute failure of one hand to appreciate the work done by the other. Chowderow wanted a rock star chef, so that he could cash in on some free notoriety, and he got a guy that works much harder on the notoriety part than the cooking part. Rocco wanted someone to provide all the cash for a big, splashy vanity project. He got what he wanted, too, except he also got someone who actually wants a return on the investment. I'm mostly surprised Laurent hasn't stepped up to the plate. I bet he could work both sides of the impasse (and make his own life much less complicated) without even working up a sweat.
