I spent the last 2 weeks eating my way through Paris, France and Piedmont, Italy. From steak tartare and moulles frites to fresh Genovese pesto and melt-in-your-mouth Barolo braised lamb, we ate some of the best meals of our lives. The trip was a gastronomic delight.
Make fresh gnocchi in a beautiful Italian farmhouse with an experienced cook? I was only too happy to help.
With my hands now covered in flour, and through my poor Italian and her excellent English, Alessandra and I managed to discuss the things most important to us both: food and family. When I told her that I made my living teaching children to cook, she didn’t understand. And it wasn’t the language barrier.
“Why wouldn’t the parents and grandparents simply teach their kids to cook?”
You can blame it on McDonald’s or the microwave, 12-hour work days or Applebees. While I don’t have the answer, I may have the solution. A lot of American families are busy, hungry, and kitchen-challenged. And yet the children’s culinary market continues to grow. By encouraging this impassioned surge of interest that so many children have shown in the kitchen, and by indulging them in culinary lessons, we might just be changing the way the next generation thinks about food. I say, let’s give kids the framework to appreciate the joy of feeding their family! Let’s teach them to saute, shell a bean, and make soup from scratch! Let’s make gnocchi!