There is a place in France where old-fashioned eating is still the order of the day. A place where margarine is scorned and salt embraced, where food is hearty and heaping. A place where the voluptuous cooking has been described by a French newspaper as “a gastronomic Rubens.”
And best of all, it’s a place that’s not fattening. Because it’s not a restaurant; it’s a television show: The Cuisine of the Musketeers.
The show’s philosophy is aptly summed up by its chef, the large and voluble Maite (pronounced My-a-tay) Ordonez.