He loved his grandmother Louise’s potato pie. His favorite dish, he who had tasted so many dishes during his famous gourmet escapades. Jean-Luc Petitrenaud’s trip ended in Paris this Friday, January 10.
Three weeks after Maïté, the culinary critic well known to viewers, author of columns in L’Express and Paris Match where he invited the stars to “A Table”, died at the age of 74. He was “surrounded by his loved ones”, his children Louise and Antonin Petitrenaud told AFP.
The Auvergnat, born in Clermont-Ferrand in 1950, discovered flavors from his grandmother Louise, that of potato pâté. Before sharing the other side of the stove, the student, more inclined to imitate the teachers than to follow the lessons diligently, obtains a boilermaker CAP, then a specialized educator diploma.
However, the right recipe will be on stage after a stint in a theater school and at Annie Fratellini’s circus school. The clown turned clown plays comedy, tries his hand at hosting on Radio Puy-de-Dôme (future France Bleu Pays d’Auvergne), launches into gastronomic columns…
On television, the witty presenter landed several shows including “Grands gourmands” on France 3 in 1997, “Carte poste gourmande” in 2000 on France 5. Then “Les escapades de Petitrenaud” which led him from 2006 to meet every Sunday “chefs and artisans of the taste of our terroirs”.
“I have been working twelve months a year for twenty years, running, discovering, sewing stories and traveling across France. I want to relax physically,” the gastronome told us in 2017 in red checkered shirts and chic striped jackets, always wearing a tie and wearing his little round glasses, before handing over the controls of his gourmet walks to Carinne Teyssandier. “I realized in the last few issues that I was tired. However, I would not want the viewers to feel that I was giving up,” added the one who then imagined a temporary pause, “a breath”. Las.
Already the author of several books, Jean-Luc Petitrenaud then devoted himself to writing “Four Seasons of Émile and Marcelle”, a novel in homage to his deceased parents. In his previous work “Bienvenue chez moi” (2016), memoirs based on his culinary memories and the houses that marked his life, he recounted with poetry: “On Sunday evening, we finished the fatty rice which had dressed the roast of beef at lunch time. Ah! This crispy rice, dazzled with butter, which sings in the mouth! Three times nothing and paradise opens its doors.” Three times nothing but so many flavors taken with it.
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