Auguste Escoffier was a true Frenchman, so he turned the kitchen into an artist's studio and breathed poetry and passion into cooking. “Perfection of taste” - this is the peak that he was able to conquer, like an alchemist, mixing ingredients, trying the most unexpected combinations of products. Outwardly far from masculine, very delicate, even fragile, he conquered women’s hearts with passion, romance, and the ability to see the unusual in the most ordinary things. His mistress was Sarah Bernhardt herself, but his heart was torn between feelings for this great actress and for his wife, Delphine. They lived apart for ten long years, but at the end of his life Escoffier returned to her and died almost immediately after her death. Did Delphine forgive him? Maybe yes. It was not for nothing that in her last days she ordered to bring a lot of tomatoes - so that she could smell this vegetable, which she and Auguste once called the apple of love...