
I’ve taken two cooking classes on previous trips to Paris – one good, one not so good (more on that in a moment).
But each time I planned another trip to the city, I would do a search for a very specific class: one that focuses on sauces. They’re not so easy to come by, at least not any that are taught in English. But on my recent trip in June, I found TWO classes that specified sauce making being offered during my weeklong stay. One was a five-minute walk from the flat we had rented in the Marais; the other was a half-hour ride on the Metro to the 18th arrondissement. We chose the latter, even though the name of the school had the hokey name of Cook’n with Class.
Why didn’t I choose the closer school? Because it was the one where I had an unpleasant experience on a previous visit. The reason I didn’t like it was because the chef who was teaching the class was rude and borderline abusive. He yelled and scolded my fellow classmates as though we were his underlings in his restaurant kitchen rather than paying guests trying to enjoy a vacation and have a little fun. And even though the school was in a perfect location and had windows overlooking the Seine, I didn’t want to take the chance that the same chef was still on the payroll. (Besides the rude instructor, all the knives were dull.)
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