Few world-famous celebrity chefs would be stood up on the phone by a journalist one day, then ring eight times before eventually getting hold of them the next day, only to be asked to call back on another number, and still be in splendid good humour when the interview finally takes place.
Heston Blumenthal is basically a really decent bloke. There is no hint of a dummy spit in his voice, no hoity-toity tenor, no “I’ll be courteous but I’m really ticked off at you” undertone.
If the self-taught, three-Michelin-starred chef is seething under his designer spectacles, there is no sign of it in his voice.
There’s a bald-headed, boy-next-door charm to Blumenthal that makes you want to down a couple of beers with him, or a chilled glass of chardonnay – a Leeuwin Estate Art Series Chardonnay, to be precise. Read the full article.