2026年6月6日 星期六

The Michelin Mirage: Why High Dining is Dying

 

The Michelin Mirage: Why High Dining is Dying

If you think a Michelin star is a passport to riches, you’ve been watching too much television. Simon Rogan, a man whose culinary credentials occupy more wall space than most of us have in our apartments, recently dropped a brutal truth bomb: they aren't making money; they are barely surviving. Even Tom Kerridge, a titan of the British kitchen, has pointed out that the current tax and regulatory environment feels less like a business ecosystem and more like a slow-motion strangulation.

We are witnessing the death of the dining experience, and it’s happening with a terrifyingly surgical precision. The math is simple, and the math is cruel. Since the pandemic, the hospitality industry has been caught in a relentless pincer movement. On one side, we have the crushing weight of rising energy costs, volatile food prices, and a labor market where the minimum wage—while socially necessary—has turned into an existential threat for independent business owners. On the other side, we have a public battered by the cost-of-living crisis, forced to trade their Friday night dinner out for a bag of frozen goods at home.

The numbers are enough to make a ledger bleed. According to UKHospitality, the industry is hemorrhaging three businesses every single day. This is not an outlier; it is a trend. And at the heart of this bonfire is the 20% VAT, a tax policy that treats a local bistro with the same fiscal appetite as a multinational corporation.

There is a dark irony in watching the "art of hospitality" be crushed by the "science of taxation." We have turned the act of feeding our neighbors into a bureaucratic endurance test. We are witnessing the result of a government that prefers the guaranteed collection of revenue over the messy, vibrant life of a street corner economy. When the lights go out in the kitchen, they don’t just dim for the staff; they dim for the culture. We are trading the color of our communal lives for the grey, sterile certainty of a spreadsheet. If you want to know what a culture looks like when it stops valuing the human touch, look at the shuttered doors of your favorite restaurant. It’s not just a business closing; it’s our own history being erased, one empty plate at a time.