Anyone Can Cook

Just saw the movie Ratatouille, yet once again. Not that I didn’t see it in 2007 when it actually released but was probably too immature back then to understand it. It is a delightful mixture of comedy, and cooking! Oh wait, something beyond that. Well, Inspiration and Hard-Work, I believe.

Anton’s profound review is worth a hundred excellent others. And I shall beg to read it anytime, anywhere.


In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face is that, in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new.  Last night, I experienced something new, an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about frying cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau’s famous motto: Anyone can cook. But I realize that only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau’s, who is, in this critic’s opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau’s soon, hungry for more.

As Chef Gusteau’s famous motto goes on: Anyone can cook, and as Anton Ego further explains, Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere, it hugely inspires me to learn to inspire and not just aspire.

These lines have touched my heart. How often do we not criticize new talent? How often do we not boast about being a professional? How often do we not showcase the blooming at a lower place while it doesn’t really deserve it? Not much but very much, indeed.

The movie inspired me thoroughly  Art doesn’t come from surnames or heredity but from within; unaccompanied. Not every bud is worthless. Not every baby is immature. Not every piece of dust is unimportant.

You just need to focus. Focus on what you want and with determination, of course. And you might be the next Remy. Besides, you may be Anton Ego, and what if you still need to take a sip of real, determined and excellent talent. Maybe, then you realize who the best really is.

Take not my words for granted for I have already linked you to an excellent presentation of talent- Ratatouille!

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Saadia Shah

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