Who knew hanging in a Michelin kitchen could be so much pleasure. No drudgery here. This was all fun! Tasting. Giggling. And a smidge of learning. Pied a Terre’s Kitchen Experience turned out to be the most incredible London adventure.
At 9 am sharp, I was opening my first scallop. Pretty gooey. This was seriously hands on. And a great way to discover just how precisely a professional kitchen is run. Nothing goes to waste. Everyone has their station and expertise. And it is surprisingly calm. Well-oiled machine is the cliché that springs to mind.
On my morning, I was one of four fellow explorers (the maximum is five). Strangers when we began, we were friends by the end. We all cringed when the lobster went into the pot but had no trouble enjoying him later after seeing him quickly shelled, cleaned and plated with cannoli, flamed corn and a saffron cayenne mayonnaise. We kneaded sour dough to be turned into bread the next day… it has to sit overnight. Continue reading →
I love going to restaurants. I eat out an awful lot. Over the years I have become friends with many restaurateurs. Oddly, I have hesitated to write about them. I wondered if I could be objective. However, I met them initially because I loved their restaurants. I ate (and still eat) at these places… often. I admired, we chatted. I returned and returned and eventually we became friends. They deserve to have their praises sung. Not because I like them, but because these men and women are talented, skilled and amazing. Continue reading →
Traveling with John is always fun, always an adventure; always full of excess. I just spent 4 days in three countries eating way too many stars; sampling way too many bottles. I couldn’t help wonder if the fates were intervening when I got to London and was invited to a detox lunch. With less than 36 hours I really wanted to say no. But occasionally reason prevails, off I went. Continue reading →