That is Not A Chef’s Kiss
This is a Chef’s Kiss
Sure, some chefs show their love by kissing their own fingertips and then expanding their digits outward. I’m sure some chefs also occasionally give a laid-back thumbs up or shoot zany finger-guns. But most chefs — and I’ve known many — don’t love with aloof hand gestures. Instead, they show their amore with a passionate, greasy, mustache-tickling kiss.
Some chefs will offer you a taste of the sauce on a long spaghetti noodle, and as you suck it down, you’ll notice that on the other end of the noodle, the chef is nonchalantly waiting with lips puckered. When you meet in the middle, eyes open, for a closed-mouth kiss, the chef will use both hands to lift his toque up and down for a Hanna-Barbera cartoon gag. The chef will punctuate the chef’s kiss by declaring, “Now that’s a spicy a’meatball!”
Some chefs are even more spontaneous though. They’ll become so overcome with emotion at the taste of your marinara that they’ll take on a sense of urgency. In one grand sweeping motion, they’ll swipe the entire 160-qt stock pot of red sauce onto the floor, and with a quick “Mama Mia!” they’ll slide onto the counter like a lounge singer in a film noir. With head resting in one hand, and one leg propped up, they’ll use their free hand to motion you hither. Next thing you know, you’ll be wiping your brow with the little red…
