Thursday night I spotted chef Tre Wilcox at a fashion show and fundraiser at the Candleroom. Sadly, I ditched my dignity like so much moldy bread and practically flung myself across the runway platform at him. I told him I loved him. (Clearly, I should not be let out of the house.) He’s terribly handsome, and his wife is a stunner. Also, he’s still personal cheffing and says it’s going very well.