I recently read an amusing article about chef Darren McGrady.
McGrady, originally from Great Britain, is currently a private chef in Texas and is a philanthropic cookbook
author as well but the most interesting bits on his resume revolve around his work cooking for various members of
the royal family at Buckingham Palace from 1982 until 1997. I too spent some time working as a private chef during that time (1989 for me), though at
nothing near McGrady's level of service.
There was a particularly precious line in the article
about his "giving everyone the royal treatment, regardless of whether [the
meal] was destined for President Clinton's plate or the Queen's twelve Welsh
corgis" that struck a chord with me and has inspired me to share my own story from that segment of the business...
Private Chefdom
In chatting with friends while attending culinary
school the talk often turned to the future. The future was pretty important since
the present, for most of us, was pretty banal. We needed to look to the future and to
dream about the lives that were before us. One of our favorite discussions
centered, naturally, around our future jobs.
We would try to guess what we would be doing 2 years,
5 years and, 10 years from graduation. Some
of us wanted to own our own restaurant or be head chef at a world-renowned
venue. Many wanted to
eventually get into management. There
was a guy who was focused on being a TV chef (and who later succeeded big-time!)and another one whose
dream was to be a test kitchen director for a major food Corporation. Despite the differences in our
visions, two themes almost always showed up in everybody’s dream career at some
point: Working on a luxury cruise
ship and being the private chef for a millionaire. Just about everybody thought that a
private chef career would be about as good as it got.
I’m not sure what it was about this job that sounded
so appealing. None of us
had actually had, or even knew anybody who had, held a private chef position in
reality so details were sketchy. I
don’t think that it was money related since we didn’t really know what kind of
wages these chefs might expect to make. It
could well have been the allure of travel, exotic locations, or famous people
but I don’t think that was quite it. My
best guess is that it was the appeal of a job where you got to work with the
very best ingredients, of your own choosing, making meals that you planned from
the start, working in plush (even pampered) conditions, probably even
scheduling your own hours. I
think the concept of “Culinary Freedom” might sum it up best.
In the autumn of 1989 I was living in Millerton NY.
had recently completed my work as Executive Chef at the Interlaken Inn in
CT. I'd taken a little time
off to work on the old farmhouse we were restoring but was ready to get back to
work in a kitchen. I
started periodically scanning the newspaper classifieds looking for anything
interesting. There weren’t
very many cooking jobs out there at all and for weeks there hadn’t been
anything even remotely interesting to me. Then, one day, I spotted an
advertisement for an open position for a private chef position for a
family. The location was in
a lovely and very rural area just North of the CT State line in
Massachusetts.
Private Chef position eh? I
called the number for some more information.
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