Carême The Man Who Made Cake into Combat

Before Gordon Ramsay was hurling insults across the kitchen like grenades, and before Julia Child was charming America with beurre blanc, there was Marie-Antoine Carême — the original celebrity chef. And I mean celebrity in the proper sense: he cooked for emperors, not influencers.

Now, Apple TV+, in its infinite budgetary glory, has thrown the whole pâtisserie at Carême, a show so lavishly dressed you’ll swear you can smell the crème brûlée wafting through your screen. Set in 19th-century France — a time when men wore wigs and beef Wellington was practically a political statement — this series doesn’t just stop at towering croquembouches. No, no. It adds espionage, betrayal, and enough palace intrigue to make House of Cards look like a bake sale.

It’s part The Bear, part Bourne Identity, and all wrapped in so much gold leaf you’ll wonder if your telly’s developed a taste for opulence. Forget car chases. This is about high-stakes sauce reductions, and I’m absolutely here for it.

So go on, fire it up. Just maybe don’t watch it hungry — unless you enjoy licking your remote.
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