Ah the bastion of British cooking. I well remember wandering around in there in bewilderment as a young aspiring cook ogling at all the goodies. The Saloon Culinaire and the latest in cooking equipment techno. A mind blowing experience coming from a Britain recovering from the war years. Half a century since I have had the privilege to revisit. But the memories still linger of the marvelous displays of Sugar baskets and wedding cakes that Huntley and Palmer seemed to run away with every time, or was it Mc Vitie and Price?
The bake off section with the young hopefuls scurryig around, how that reminded me of the pressure of sitting the City and Guilds exams. Let us not forget it is the entrants who make the exhibition a success and the exhibition that makes the hopefuls a success.
I am often given to wondering if rivalry is a good thing, after all competition is all about beating the other joker. That leaves the also rans feelng a little disappointed and the victor cock a hoop. Time has taught me the only thing one should compete against is the betterment of the last performance. That way there is no sadness and no inflated egos but on the side of the also rans they have no standards to live up to as the victor's do, Michelin Tyre hopefuls take note
Which ever path tomorrows chefs take, let us raise a glass and salute the enthusiasm of the hopefuls that keeps the spirit of completive cooking alive.