this morning I came to breakfast and chef is wearing a red chefs coat. Hmm. Not seen one of those before, I comment on it and he tells me he is the Red Baron !
A few nights ago I come to dinner and find that the chef has made this special pizza for me. No meat, no onion and no garlic. Super. I was stoked, loved it so much I took a photo, and I ate most of it too. The pastry was really light and flaky, plenty of variety in the toppings and a nice tasty blend of cheeses on top, and it was all for me! I'm thrilled and tell him so. He then tells me that his pizza is like a love letter.
Well if you have read and enjoyed "Like Water for Chocolate" you'll know exactly what he means.
the hotel kitchen is huge and has many chefs. Red Baron is the head chef and from Germany, there is Frederique from France, he wears a white chefs jacket with his name embroidered on it, another pleasant young chef from Czech, in a black chefs jacket, who often finds a piece of fruit for me. The kitchen hand is young and fit and probably the National Mountain Bike Champion, and then there is Adam washing dishes, he's a solicitor from the Maldives, and of course my fave, Che Guevara is in the kitchen too.