This Is What A Family Is All

Fortunately, I Knew The Cardinal Rule Of Getting On With One's Fellow Cooks. It Applies In Any Kitchen And Can Be Summed Up In Two Short Words: Bust Ass.

I Was Born On The Eighteenth Of December, 1935, In The Town Bourg-en-bresse, About Thirty Miles Northeast Of Lyon, The Second Of Three Sons Of Jeanne And Jean-victor Pepin. Weighing Only Two And One Half Pounds, I Nearly Died At Birth.

This June, I'll Travel Once Again To The Food And Wine Magazine Classic In Aspen, Colorado. For Many Years, My Dear Friend Julia Child And I Have Teamed Up To Teach Classes Together At The Event; For The Past Seven Years, My Daughter, Claudine, Has Been My Cooking Partner On Stage.

Most People Who Came Here Came For Economic Reasons Or Sometimes For Religious Or Political Reasons. I Didn't Have Any Of This. I Came Here, I Liked It, I Stayed. So I'm A Pure American - Even More Than People Who Are Born Here - Because I Did It By Choice As An Adult.

Probably A Mistake, You Know, That People Make In America, To Think That All Great Chefs Are A Male... I'm Still The Only Male In The Family Who Went Into That Business.