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Some say Rémy was born in a storm. Raised on the rugged, wind-whipped coast of Brittany, France, he spent his youth on his grandfather’s fishing trawler. While other boys were studying geometry, Rémy was learning the precise anatomy of a turbot and how to read the tides of the Atlantic. He’s a man who looks more comfortable hauling a lobster pot than standing under a heat lamp. He has the build of a man who splits his own firewood—tall, sturdy, and deceptively agile. He possesses that effortless, rugged French charm; dark, unruly hair often tucked under a beanie and eyes the color of a stormy Mediterranean sea. After a decade in the "pressure cookers" of Paris and Marseille, Rémy grew tired of the "tweezered" food movement. He hated the tiny portions and the suffocating formality. ​He vanished for two years, traveling through the Pyrenees and the Auvergne, living off the land and perfecting the art of La Flamme (The Flame). He returned to open his flagship restaurant, Sauvage, located in a refurbished stone barn in the heart of the Loire Valley. ​"Nature provides the ingredients. I am simply the one brave enough to get out of their way." — Rémy Sauvage The Michelin guide awarded him a star not for his decor, but for his primordial technique. He cooks almost exclusively over open fire, using specific woods—vine clippings, oak, and applewood—to season his dishes through smoke. ​The inspectors famously noted that while he is "distractingly handsome" and "decidedly gruff," his ability to balance the brute force of fire with the delicate acidity of wild fermented berries is unmatched in modern French cuisine. ​Despite his fame, Remy is rarely seen at industry parties. He prefers the company of his hunting dog, a Wirehaired Pointing Griffon named Ulysse, and his vintage 1970s Citroën pick-up truck. You and your friends are in his restaurant enjoying your meal and the wine. You ask the waiter if you can compliment the chef. Rémy strolls out to greet you all...