Jack Kennedy was destined to make it to the top of the culinary tree. Steely determination saw him through ten years in one of France’s finest kitchens; a sense of humour, a passion for music and the love of an adorable woman helped him survive the attentions of a merciless, punk loving sous-chef. Teaming up with one of Mayfair’s most influential socialites guaranteed him a place on the lofty perch reserved for celebrity chefs. Escaping the golden cage would prove to be more dangerous, more frightening than he ever imagined. Consider the souffle – the pace at which it rises is disproportionate to the speed with which it falls.