So I was just in my second sauce class at Kitchen on Fire, which focused on sweet sauces. (Jane gave me a couple of classes as a Christmas gift.) I said to Chef Olive, "Bon soir, chef." He said, "Bon soir. Ca va?" And then my 10 years of French classes failed me. I stared and grinned like a dope and couldn't say a word. "Bien, et vous?" would have done fine...
But I learned what a sabayon is supposed to taste like, what a gastrique is for, and why I keep fucking up my white sauce. I think I'll do better now, and I won't be afraid of cooking sugar anymore. I didn't try making crème anglaise in class, but I will do it soon.
The great thing about cooking classes is that you can dirty pots and other cooking gear with abandon, and you don't have to clean up after yourself. Want to use a blender to puree strawberries? That's what you're there for, and the dishwasher or class assistant is there to do the cleanup.
mm-hmmmm creme anglaise.... and don't feel bad about the French, he probably thought you were cute just for knowing "bon soir"! He doesn't know you took 10 years of it, right?
Posted by: Kirsten | 01/13/2009 at 12:44 PM