Yes, this is a blog about French food but read the subtitle carefully – I leave the city every now and then and this time it is South Korea. Last week, I’ve spent a working week over there, and foodwise, the best experience was a restaurant in Suwon close to Seoul named “Yeon Po Galbi” which means, if my interpreter wasn’t wrong: “Next to the pond ribs”. I don’t know what that could possibly mean but the food was pond-rib-excellent. Prime meat […]
The street markets in Paris will ruin me sooner or later, financially. But this morning, I couldn’t resist to a perfect daurade that I turned into a simple and noble French dish.
I often think about how privileged France as a culinary country is. The two oceans alone – the Mediterranean to the South, the Atlantic to the West – are an endless source for excellent ingredients. I just prepared some excellent palourdes, hard clams.
I confess that I’ve spent half of Holy Friday cooking. I actually don’t know whether that’s considered a sin by our Christian authorities (I guess so). To defend myself, I would argue that it was all about fish. I even created an original dish of my own!
When I was a child in rural Bavaria, my loving mother fed us ham and sausage sandwiches already for breakfast. Today, I consider myself, what? An omnivore, “flexivore”? In fact, I just want to share some ideas about a meatless Friday.