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Last weekend I attended an invite-only party at Helipad, Swissotel. It was annual epicurean affair to mark the anniversary of the signature restaurants, and also a PR-PR event where the F&B industry come together to savour the finest gastronomic creations by top Masterchefs. The gist is... awesome canapes and free flow of champagne - my kind of heaven.
Right smack in the middle of the Helipad, was the open-concept kitchen with 4 to 5 food stations. One of which was helmed by Chef Andre Chiang of Jaan par Andre. I didn't know much about him until a colleague of mine gasped when she learnt I was attending the event that very night.
"You will see Chef Andre!"
"Uh... huh..." was my reply.
Chef André is Taiwanese. He trained in France for more than 10 years, working in a few three Michelin star rated restaurant, before returning to Asia and becoming the Executive Chef of Jaan about a year ago. It's André with an accent. I can't help but thought that was pretentious. But what I think doesn't matter because apparently women are pretty crazy over him. His food station garnered the longest queue and the ladies in queue never stopped triggering their camera's shutter. A few more gung-ho ones (probably after a few flutes of bubblies) went up to him and asked for his number. I was told that Chef Andre is 'modestly charming'. Unlike a proud peacock, he is 'quiet, hardworking and mysteriously sexy'.
I didn't fall for him. But as I watched the bunch of men bending their backs, delicately garnish the canapes and wiping the sweat off their brows, I have to agree that men in the kitchen can be quite a sexy lot. Or rather, any man hard at work is a charming one. So a quiet, brooding man who cooks damn well is not a surprising magnet of attraction.
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