La Cuisine Paris

Words by Linnea Zielinski
Photography by Rebecca Plotnick

“We need to be sitting together over a bottle of wine,” Jane Bertch says as she launches into what can only be described as a dizzying leap from a 10-year banking career to owning and running her own cooking school. Her friendly jocularity is a serendipitous illustration of the driving ethos of her school―for all the glitz a French cooking school implies, classes at La Cuisine Paris are less like a meal at a Michelin-starred restaurant and more like a split bottle of wine at a corner café. You can be sure that’s intentional.

Tasting the Difference

French cuisine has the reputation of being elegant, refined, intimidating, and, if honest, probably a little elitist―something best left to graduates of culinary school and celebrated domestic mavens. For the gutsy home chef with enough gall to tackle classic French dishes, the food industry can seem rife with untouchable professionals feeding them wisdom from on high (or from the pages of embossed cookbooks that are doomed to gather dust).

To Jane, culture―even beyond food―is a composition of community members sharing how their families did things. French cuisine, like any other, is something composed in family kitchens, making it an art without pretense. Upon this belief, La Cuisine Paris has flourished. Where other chefs would lecture, Jane has hired teachers who engage their students, imparting accounts of their childhood kitchens, spoons licked from family recipes.

It is on this level playing field (why, yes! Food should be fun!) that classes are conducted. Chef-instructors at La Cuisine Paris engage students in two, three, even five hours of cultural exchange from which everyone emerges with a sense of camaraderie, and smelling strongly of butter. It’s this sense of the food being their food, not the instructors’ food, that Jane believes makes all the difference in students’ experience and taste.

If you doubt whether the taste of a buttery croissant can change just because of environment, think about eating it at your cubicle before starting work in comparison to the company it might keep beside a cappuccino at a café on the Champs-Élysées.

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Instagramming France: The Cartier Women’s Initiative Awards

Journaled and Photographed by Megan Smith

October in Paris sounded like a dream.
Snuggled under the covers of my chic hotel room’s bed, the balcony doors flung open wide, I could hear the tables and chairs of the bistro below being set out on the sidewalk. I breathed deeply the crisp autumn air and gently pinched my arm, smiling as I realized Paris in October actually wasn’t a dream at all.
Even an Audrey Hepburn film marathon couldn’t have prepared me—a well-seasoned traveler—for my first trip to France. It was perfect. Those quaint Parisian cafes do exist. Lunchtime really does last for two hours. Coffee tastes better. So does the wine. And croissants really can be eaten every morning without the fear of weight gain. The Eiffel Tower is bigger and more spectacular in person. The Champs-Élysées truly is the most beautiful avenue in the world. And everyone is nice. Really nice. Even if you don’t speak French.

But I had come to France for more than baguettes and café au lait. I had come to witness something much more magical: to watch 18 remarkable women from 14 countries participate in an entrepreneurial competition like no other. I had come to witness the sharing of ideas and watch the common threads of entrepreneurialism and altruism weave together in an interlinking chain. The impact will be felt worldwide for a lifetime.
I had come to the Cartier Women’s Initiative Awards.

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