He has spurned Milky Bars and Cadbury's Creme Eggs in favour of dark Lindt eggs. He also prefers filtered water to straight from the tap.
I think he's a gourmet. What should I do? Perhaps it's time to send him to a Parisian Ecole des Gourmands? He's far too classy for a Jamie Oliver '15'-style initiative, and would shame Jamie with his superior vowels.
Or maybe I should ship him over to Tuscany for a month mastering Italian cuisine. He's so clever that a month should be more than sufficient.
What's the most effective way of hothousing his talent? HEEEELLP!!