My 2 days at Le Cordon Bleu
The majority of this blog/tumblr is dedicated to my adventures of a foodie yuppie eating out, but over the past few years on my trip into the culinary abyss I’ve become interested and some might say good at cooking.
This year I was gifted by my foodie side-kick lover a 2 day cooking course at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris. To prep for this I ate a lot and tried to perfect my onion chopping skills. A few finger tips and months later I found myself sweating over a stove, quietly weeping/begging my red wine sauce to reduce faster as a middle aged french man yelled at me to make sure my potatoes didn’t burn.
“Oui Chef!” I yell back, as I try to convince myself that the pan i previously touched did not completely burn my hand. The whole experience was terrifying and hilarious at the same time. More then anything it made me wish I had become more interested in the art of cooking (and food in general) earlier in my life, but alas it shall remain an interest from a far…and by far i mean my mouth.
In the two days we cooked numerous dishes including Magret de Canard, Fois Gras, Tarte tatatin, Fish etc…
Number 1 thing I learned: Making a good sauce is no joke.
Number 2 thing I learned: Don’t go out drinking the night before a cooking class.