In an interview with Fathom about travel fantasies, Daniel Boulud doesn’t even pretend to be a man of simple pleasures. Screw that! He wants a sleeping pill and vodka to get him there; a Rolls Royce awaiting; a Turkish bath and steam upon arrival; then dried octopus from Tunisia, and dried pig bladder from Lyon, and obviously a private jet to take him home. By the way, we’re coming. [Fathom]