the Cordon Bleu encounter

I forgot to mention in yesterday's write-up that, as I was leaving Sookmyung Women's University, I stepped into an elevator with a few people from the Cordon Bleu, which apparently still exists—in the same place—inside the uni's Social Education Building. I addressed one cheffy-looking Korean guy in French, remarking, "Wow, the Cordon Bleu still exists!" He answered with a vague "Oui" and left it at that. Probing further, I said in French that I used to teach in this building twenty years earlier. No real answer. So I switched to Korean, and the guy lit up as I re-explained that I used to be a teacher in this building, and that I knew some of the chefs who had worked here back then. I asked whether Jean-Pierre and Laurent were still there, and he said yes. Wow. Jean-Pierre, who was already old back in the day, must be ancient by now. I'll have to visit the Cordon Bleu kitchens again at some point. Jean-Pierre would often gift me with a freshly made baguette even though I'd done nothing to earn it. French hospitality.