…ok, that might be a bit of an exaggeration but click rates were sky rocketing today as this Japanese website referred to my coverage of Fumiko Kono’s cooking class recently. On that site, there’s a lot of nice dog pictures to be found, for the rest, well, I don’t know, my Japanese is a bit rusty. Yet I assume this is Fumiko Kono’s personal blog, but who knows. Thanks anyway, or: Domo arigato! Yet there’s other, and real news, too. […]
…so I’ve decided to revisit my cooking class with her recently – and post a picture gallery exclusively for all addicts of the flying chef from Japan. If you have missed my report about the event, you’ll find (or re-read it) here. If you’re not yet a believer, well, just give it some time. Once you have your copy of Fumiko Kono’s great cook book (only in French, sorry: La cuisine de Fumiko), you’ll know why so many people are followers.
…lit up my afternoon yesterday. At 2 o’clock sharp she was on post in Alain Ducasse’s ecole de cuisine, an energetic yet soft, elegant yet generous woman, thin like a beanpole in fact – and dog-tired. Only 24 hours earlier she had touched Parisian ground again, flying in from Tokyo, so her inner clock was still set to Japanese time. She stood there, at 10 o’clock p.m. Tokyo time, so she must have felt like going to bed soon, but […]