No kitchen rules

No kitchen rules

As a young au pair living in the 17th arrondisement in Paris, I loved watching Madame Vié cook. She seemed to know exactly what went with what. A roast called for peas, cooked slowly in her blue Le Creuset. Chicken called for coq au vin. Only a certain type of cheese was used in an omelette - I never did figure out exactly which.

Rate the boss

Rate the boss

About a year ago I became my own boss and I love it. It was time to refresh my business plan and looking ahead inevitably involves some looking back. Aside from the obvious measure of revenue, it’s tricky conducting a performance review when you’re working solo.