It was with mixed emotions that I received the news that I did not get into the exclusive class of Pierre Hermé at the The French Pastry school in Chicago – seats were handed out to 20 lucky participants via a lottery. Why mixed feelings? The first was sadness because my excitement was squashed knowing that I would not be meeting the Picasso of Pastry and tasting the numerous creations he was going to make. I heard he was going to demo new creations for his signature Ispahan – the supposed glorious combination of rose, raspberries and lychee. I say “supposed”, because I’m not too fond of rose flavor in desserts but I am looking forward to try it. The second emotion was relief. Why? Because now I don’t have to barter my first-born to pay for the class, hotel, airfare etc. – oh wait a minute I don’t have kids.
Anyway, I hope someone, who is a blogger, will get the scoop on the class. I would be thrilled if not envious to catch a glimpse of Pierre Herme’s genius in any shape or form.
Christophe Michalak ( Helen’s other boyfriend and who helped developed Paulette’s macarons ) also has a class at the school this March – it was only last week that I found out so it was such a short notice, besides I don’t fancy going to Chicago in the winter – wish they would have it later in the year.