"You have to eat it. Eat it!" Msr. Chocolat commanded, as I stirred a pot of milk and sugar.
He was telling me, in his delightful French accent, to heat the milk, not eat it, and I wanted to giggle, but had to remain quite serious.
"Do we use a whole egg in this recipe?" a student asked.
"Yez, but I don't sink you vant ze shell, no?" he said with a smirk.
This one's a sarcastic fella, and I love it. Each chef has their own personality. Mdme. Flour is friendly, lively and very straightforward. Msr. Butter is softspoken, yet firm, and very kind. Msr. Chocolat, is devilishly handsome, very precise and has a wonderfully dry humor.
We were all scared he'd be mean, so that's a welcome relief.
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