The French Chef

My oldest daughter has been obsessed recently with the 2007 Pixar Production, Ratatouille. She is watching it right now for the third time this month and claims that it is the most underrated of all the digitally animated Pixar motion pictures. In addition to the French city scapes and the portrayed cultural appreciation of fine food, I believe that she values the premise of the movie. The film continually reiterates its claim that “anyone can cook.”

Can anyone cook?

Can anyone concoct culinary cuisine and convections?

Perhaps anyone can learn to cook. With enough patience, persistence, and practice, anyone can learn both the science and the art of creating extraordinary edibles. But can anyone cook anything?

After writing and working in a craft coffee shop this morning, my wife finished her honey cappuccino and we walked to a relatively secluded bistro to share lunch. We ordered the soup and the fries. We’ve had the French onion soup and the French fries previously, but they are always worth ordering again.

The soup is smooth.

The fries are crisp and crunchy and sensationally seasoned.

But the real delicacy is the dip. The crisp, cut, fried potato strings are coupled with an olive dip that pairs with the fries to create a continual flavor phenomenon

Recently, I’ve really been enjoying cooking at home. I’ve made my very own vegan garlic cream pasta, house-made bruschetta, and every Tuesday, I compile cilantro lime rice, seasoned black beans, toasted tater tots, sautéed peppers and red onion with salsa and guacamole to compose top-tier tacos! I’ve also made French fires, but they have yet to match the magic of those cooked at the bistro.

Can anyone cook anything?

Can anyone create anything?