…as long as it’s not done by yourself. I don’t know where you live but here in Europe there’s packaged and pre-seasoned frozen vegetables on every supermarket shelf (and on far too many tables). I mean, I’m not surprised that children in Britain are raised with a “Field Fresh country mix” served by BirdsEye or… [Read more…]
September 3, 2010
The answer is yes and I’ve seen it recently while travelling in lovely Brittany. Unfortunately, I forgot the small town’s name where it tinkers around – I only remember that it was somewhere close to Nantes and built into the annexe of a quite awful restaurant where we had lunch while taking a break from… [Read more…]
July 10, 2010
…and if you asked me, I’d say we should bring them up with the best food we can possibly get hold of. I mean, what’s the use of industrial fish fingers, artificially flavoured instant sauces, packaged pizza (“Greek style”) and deep frozen chicken from the killing fields of our times? There isn’t any, as you… [Read more…]
June 9, 2010
is served at Houlihan’s restaurant in Terminal E of Boston Logan Airport. I can tell because I had it yesterday, shortly before flying back to Europe and I admit that I was kind of impressed by the shockingly poor quality of the food served here. My steak & wedge salad looked as if the main… [Read more…]
June 7, 2010
…served on white bread accompanied by vegetables and a Cesar’s dressing, well, that’s what the package said at the airport where a foolish appetite came over me and made me buy (and eat) a sandwich. It was a brutal act going against my fierce conviction never to buy any sandwiches or other food at gas stations,… [Read more…]
June 4, 2010
…might be the appropriate title for a horribly failed lunch I’ve just prepared. Yes, these things happen, and I don’t want to hide them away, they make part of my happy culinary life, too. What actually happened? Well, I had the idea of wrapping some nice Chavignol goat cheese in brick dough crêpes, brush the… [Read more…]
June 2, 2010
…the butchers here aren’t shy about what they’re doing – they’re proud of it. You’ll find publicly displayed documents showing for example where the cattle for your barbecue comes from, who the farmer was, what race he bred and nourished for you. In the background of the butcher shops you’ll have people happily working huge… [Read more…]
May 4, 2010
…you look for deep potholes and don’t ask for culinary refinement. The locals like their fast food, and most villagers and squatter camp residents consider KFC, McDo and Co. as the ultimate luxury. I’ve been “dining out” today at Steers, a flashy hamburger eatery sitting next to a Total gaz station in a breathtaking landscape…
May 2, 2010
…who deal with snails and cream on Sirloin steaks, “oak-smoked” hot salmon fillets, pecan nut and Amaretti desserts, to all in Johannesburg and elsewhere who believe in that fusion stuff that nobody really needs and to those who charge prices for less-than-average meals that add up to a monthly salary of two policemen and five… [Read more…]
April 30, 2010
…is the best you can do to kill some time while driving and driving and…driving through the vast North-West Province of South Africa, heading for the Royal Bafokeng Kingdom (founded in 1140) where the FIFA World Cup Stadium of Rustenburg is to be found. The venue isn’t in Rustenburg, really, that’s just a weird town… [Read more…]
April 28, 2010
…foodwise, that is. I mean, I enjoy it a lot to stroll around Johannesburg. All the people I meet are gentle and welcoming, yet I somehow make the wrong choices whenever it comes to ordering (or just buying) food. Let me guide you through my day. It started here: It didn’t went on much smoother… [Read more…]
April 27, 2010
…on Nelson Mandela Square where people were in a shopping frenzy today because it was Freedom Day and many of them had a day off. I had the ostrich steak(s) as pictured below. The meat tasted like, well, having been slowly cooked in benzine before landing on a barbecue or so. But you know what?… [Read more…]
September 9, 2010
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