|Life is Delicious
Author: Crazy but Happy PM
Reneta Gusteau is just a normal girl living with her parents Alfredo and Colette, who are famous chefs in Paris, France. She has to interview a certain ex-critic for a school assignment. 'When did this blush get here'Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Family - Chapters: 13 - Words: 8,716 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 10-12-11 - Published: 12-08-10 - id: 6539724
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Bonjour, Welcome to France! My name is Reneta Linguini, and this is my story. Let me tell you a little about myself, I am 15 years old and the only child of Colette and Alfredo Linguini. I was named after my grandmother and was born in Paris, France.
I am homeschooled by a tutor so I don't really have any friends except the rats. Yeah, I said rats. Well, you probably have heard of the rat chef, Remy? The greatest chef in all of France, no, the world! Sadly, he passed away a few years ago but he left behind some amazing children, seven to be exact. There's a red-colored boy named Bleu, Blue-colored twins named Ron and Cerise. Cerise is the only girl in the family. The oldest boy is Apollo; another set of twins named Axel and Andrew, and last is a grey boy named Clarence. I consider them family, my parents do too.
We used to live in an apartment but it got too small so we bought a house in the suburbs. I guess I consider my family wealthy, since we have a few restaurants around Paris. They get pretty good business too!
Remy's kids are special too. They can read, write, and of course, cook! They also have a keen sense of smell.
I love my parents and I want to be a chef too when I grow up. My Remy used to give me cooking tips whenever he could. My mother teaches me every day about different techniques and arts of cooking. She's very smart.
What about Anton, you ask? What happened to him? Well, he's still a small business owner and comes to my family's restaurants quite frequently. He's been around since I was a little girl and I was always scared of him because of his grumpy demeanor. I mean, he's a nice man, but he looked scary so I was scared of him. Now that I know more about him, I really respect him and enjoy his company. I sometimes sit down and talk with him while I'm on break from being a waitress at my dad's restaurant.
I'm so glad that you decided to read the story about my life right now! I hope you enjoy and please stick with it. Oh, and review nicely too.