I like to think of
myself as a hot dish who as every man's fantasy, can also cook a hot
dish. I want to be a hybrid of an Italian mother who pinches cheeks and always
has a lasagna in the oven and antipasti in the fridge, and Elle MacPherson. I
decided to work on one alchemical transmogrification at a time, and practice my
cooking skills.
Luckily I found help
in the game Hot Dish by Big Fish Games. It's a simulation of cooking for
restaurants of different styles, starting off with high-spirited Mama Giovani's
for rapacious appetites, graduating to the fiercer edges of Bushido Wok, and if
you're talented enough, reaching the pinnacle, five-star Chez Velours. As the
expectations become higher of you, the "trial cook," with each
respective chef, the dishes more complicated. This game is good at
characterizing the chefs to either dote on you with expressions of approval -
take Mama Giovani's "Yummy Yum!" - or instill fear in you with the
disapproving "Mon Dieu!" (my God) of the stuffy French.
The goal is to
improve your capacity for stress as well as delicious and hot, time-managed
delivery of food. The specific goal in my fantasy world became lofty: to be
able to cook a baguette and creme brulee of foie gras fit for Le Bernardin. But
then I remembered that I was after Elle meets your Italian grandmother,
not some caricature of a fastidious fop with a beret. So to hell with the
croissant and pate! I was thrilled that I was able to mince garlic for the
paunchy Mama Giovani's pizza sauce while at the same time boiling water for her
lasagna.
I loved the sound
effects and cursor motions of the grating and chopping, stirring and stuffing.
They were necessary to make me feel like I was actually in each kitchen with
the rosy, glowering or peevish Chef, smelling the heavenly ingredients
simmering. Sure, it's not exactly a Wii (Hey now that's not such a bad idea...a
Wii game for cooking simulation), but it's a great tool for learning the
multitasking and careful step-by-step nature of cooking when the stakes are
high.
So high that there
are faces to your fate: the expressionless bureaucratic inspector who watches
while you haphazardly clean up by scrambling tiles around like you know what
you're doing and eliminating pests; and worse, the prim and proper food critic,
Julia Daravich, who can ruin you with a smile.
Because what's a
restaurant without PR? And what's PR without a review? Ah velors, isn't it
enough for a girl to look pretty and provide a hot dish full of personality,
even if her apron full of pizza sauce is twisted around her neck? In my book
that deserves five stars (too bad it's not a book that's going to be published
anywhere).
In playing this game
just remember, it's only a meal...for a paying customer (wink). And
there's always a next meal.
Until dessert,
Flower Child
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This was lots of fun to read. :) The Wii has a cooking sim game called Cooking Mama, of which this game reminded me.
Posted by: Lisa | January 30, 2008 at 10:27 PM