I fell in love with ratatouille when I was 17 and working as a chambermaid in Provence. For staff meals at the hotel where I worked and lived, we were usually served yesterday’s grey meat and a side of rice. I was a vegetarian at the time. There was also a big pail of rice pudding in the fridge, for those who wanted dessert. I always wanted dessert. So for the first few weeks, I was essentially living on rice and rice.