Jacques Pepin Is Misunderstood

By: Allison Walters (View Profile)

One of my favorite Saturday morning rituals is to wake up and watch PBS. Sounds corny, I know, but in a household without cable it’s the best thing on TV all week. For four hours straight PBS runs cooking shows and on those precious Saturday mornings, the few lucky enough to escape prior engagements, this is where you can find me. And by find me I mean don’t call because I’ll likely be lounging in front of the TV in my pajamas, coffee in hand (freshly French pressed of course) writing down recipes in my homemade cookbook; deliberately not answering the phone. I usually start around 9:30 a.m. with Rick Bayless, an American chef living in Chicago who playfully brings you easy-to-make Mexican cuisine with exotic ingredients that you wouldn’t normally pick up at the market. Thanks to Rick I can successfully cook with cactus. Nopales scramble anyone? After that its America’s Test Kitchen (ATK) where one learns the best grill pan to buy and the most effective way to roast a chicken. ATK are the brains behind the quarterly Cooks Illustrated; that beautifully photographed magazine that is too expensive to buy at the market, but worth picking up to stand in the longest line for a free flip-through. Week after week ATK proves that price doesn’t predict quality and lucky for me this program has saved me from buying some high-ticket items just because they will look good on my counter top.

My favorite chef by far, and the one man on PBS who actually makes me a little giddy, is Jacques Pepin. His easy gourmet style and full circle menu has guided me through hosting many a dinner party. His thick French accent and best friendship with the late, great Julia Child make me wish I was his niece. While not directly his fault, he also happens to be the catalyst to one of my most embarrassing experiences. I’m sure if I were related to Jacques Pepin he’d find a cleverly sweet way to tell me, in his adorable French accent; ‘doun’t vorree oney, happen to zee best off ass’. Truth be told in this confessional story, it likely doesn’t happen to zee best off ass, but it did happen to me and now that a few months have passed and my cheeks have lost the blush, I think I’m ready to share what happened. 

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posted: 06.29.2007
Nikki Clancy
Great story! Had me guessing what "chefsnet" was the entire time.
posted: 06.22.2007
Juliette Betancourt
Oh, chestnut purée, but of course! Hi-LAR-ious!
posted: 06.22.2007
Brie Cadman
I love that a group of whole foods people stood around for five minutes or so scratching their heads while reading your product request card. Probably took them a few readings aloud to figure out what the heck the frenchie meant!
posted: 06.21.2007
Monique Peterson
This is hilarious. You had me laughing the whole time. Loved it! And am now equally inspired to go make some "best of ass" cake!
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