A cold rush of tomato coulis to the head

Eyes down & watch this space… Like a Star Wars franchise, we keep coming back. The M.C.C. is currently locked down in the “lab” ready to unleash¬†mucho mas¬†culinary goodness to the converted & non-believers alike. We know no boundaries or prejudice, just passion, flavours & living La Vida Loca. We are the Ricky Martins of cyberspace-tight trouser wearing, cuban heal rocking hombres of the cocina…”Back, forward-cha-cha-cha…forward, back,cha-cha-cha.”

Published by MCC Sensi

I was born into the restaurant business & after failing miserably @ school, the natural thing was to get a job washing up in a restaurant(such high hopes). After an apprenticeship with Rick Stein, waiting on tables for Gary Rhodes & a missed oppurtunity with Marco Pierre White(Now there's a chef, Mr. Oliver)...Fast forward 20 years, throw in a couple of kids & a spell in rehab, & MCC Sensi was born. P.S. In a fit of false modesty I forgot to mention my Dad-the one who kicked the kitchen door open for our current crop of pretty vacant T.V. chefs...Keith Floyd (Hi Dad )

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3 Comments

  1. I just can’t wear those rubber hot pants again Sensi. Please don’t make me. I’ll get the mayo right this time for sure, I promise.

    What about a castanet and some leather chaps?

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