I was with Gordon Ramsay (Ann Coulter was his sous chef) and he was screaming at me after finding a fly in the food. "What do you føcking think you're doing putting a føcking fly in the føcking food? You think your føcking customers want to find a føcking menagerie in their dinner? What in the føck were you thinking about?"

Later at another venue we are cooking again and I'm looking at a cake he's made. Half of it has been eaten so the inside is showing. There's a little bug embedded in the cake; I free it with a finger and say, "Gordon, there's a fly in your cake." Ann Coulter and I exchange a meaningful glance.

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