When getting ready to finish reading
Blood Bones and Butter the other night, I got to thinking about the idea of a
celebrity chef. I was deep in the part when Hamilton is spending a full month
in southern Italy with her husband’s family. With the written admissions that
her marriage doesn't ever quite fit and after some previous poking around
online, I know they end up less than together. So the whole time
I’m reading about how much she loves being a part of the Fuortes family I am
wondering if at the moment I was thinking about it she is gearing up for a
month long vacation with her 2 sons to visit their paternal relatives in Italy-
leaving Prune in the hands of her chefs and staff.
This got me thinking about what happens when a chef
transitions from an executive chef or restaurant owner into
celebrity. It is the very fact that they made amazing dishes to put a
restaurant, and then their name, on the map in the first place, but then as
their celebrity grows and the demand for their appearances at events, book
signings, on television, etc, grows equally, they are cooking in a restaurant
less and less. Some celebrity chefs, mostly TV chefs and now some bloggers and food writers, were never really known
for restaurant cooking; like Ina Garten and Giada DeLaurentiis. But what sense
does it make that the more celebrity that is demanded of a restaurant chef, the
less cooking they actually do? The celebrity turns into more
restaurants, which in turn makes it impossible for them to ever cook at all the
places under their name, and more books, which requires time to write outside
of the kitchen in that limited amount between closing after the dinner shift
and opening for prep the next day.