Food - The French Way

Today was the day of grand cuisine. To begin, my fabulous boss decided to take me out to lunch. We ate at this cute little French bistro called “Chez Jackie,” or “Jackie’s House,” and oh how chez it was. I felt as if I was sitting in Jackie’s living room as she ordered me to take off my coat and make myself at home. She explained that she had just returned from the market and we had two options to choose from: lasagne and fish of the sea. I chose the fish. It was extraordinary! White fish drenched in olive oil and lemon with a purée of cauliflower and rice. Superb. We laughed and argued, two things the French are very good at, while we drenched our bread in the remnants of our meal and re-filled our glasses. The merits of France versus the United States were discussed and put to rest, and somehow the fabuleux destin d’Amelié Poulin was addressed. It was a good thing Jackie returned to give us options for dessert: tarte tartine, crème caramel, and mousse au chocolat. The crème caramel was rich but smooth, the burnt outer-layer providing just the right contrast to the silky flan. We finished with a small café and headed for the door. Extraordinary. I just might see Jackie sometime very again.


Later in the evening I attended cooking school. We made pan-seared veal with rosemary- balsamic vinaigrette and potato puree. For dessert, we learned how to make a chestnut mousse with nougatine and biscuits. Oh my, it was so fabulous! Keep sending me gifts. Maybe I will make it for you when I get home.

Me and Mrs. Jones ~ Michael Bubble