To put it plainly, the French are obsessed by food. So, if I’m going to live like the French, I might as well cultivate an obsession as well. Thus, I present to you a post dedicated entirely to my gastronomical lessons. J
So what do I think of the food so far? In general: Magnifique! I could rattle off a long list of favorites, but I’ll be nice and split them up into meals.
Le petit dejeuner: croissants, croissants au chocolat (oo!), anything with Nutella or miel (bananes, pain), le jus d’orange (SO fresh- délicieux !) le thé de vanille, les mandarins, yaourt vanille de grains, and of course, le café.
Le dejeuner: un croque monsieur, les saucissons, la quiche, des sandwiches de jambon
Le diner : TOUT! la soupe des légumes, les endives (avec fromage fondu), any fondu, filet mignon (is this real life ?), le saumon (avec un peu de citron), le faisan, la salade verte, les crevettes, le pain de jambon, le vin (anything French !) and Josette even showed me the secrets to her « tarte à la tomate »
Le dessert et les boissons : les éclaires, la mousse de chocolat, la glace de stracciatella (Italian- sorry not sorry), le fromage du chèvre et le roquefort ! (oui- for dessert !), le cidre (light and sweet), la bière de cérises (mmm !)
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| Nutella muffin @ Joseph's! |
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| Une soirée at "La Maison des Fondues" |
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| Fondue: fromage de normande! |
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| Mmmm... |
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| Bonjour, boeuf! |
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| Baguette + fondue d'huile= mon chef- d’œuvre! (also called funnel cake!) |
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| Mon croque monsieur |
But seeing as you’re reading this blog, I assume you want the real story, too. There have got to be dishes that I simply don’t like, right? RIGHT. Luckily, there aren’t too many, so I won’t bother splitting them up. Because the charcuteries and boucheries are so accessible (a great thing!) raw meat is always in full supply (ugh). It could be that my digestive system isn’t accustomed to la viande crue, but the displeasure is mostly in my mouth. Raw pork just doesn’t thrill me. Next comes la galette, or gâteau des rois (King’s cake). Surprised ? Me too! The cake itself is delicious, but the candied fruit on top nauseates me. Mais, tant pis. Also, I know it’s not French, but Guinness beer is a bit too heavy for me. Pain d’olive can also be put in this category if it’s too salty. By far the WORST thing I’ve tasted has been Moscato, a “delicious Italian white wine.” Yeah right. It tasted like cough syrup mixed with olive oil. Berk!
Voila ! Bon appétit!
