Will Madame be having pigs or snails?

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Le Cochon

Well, I’ve been home now for five weeks but my thoughts regularly return to France, re-living some of the best food moments … and among the highlights of the trip was a stroll down Rue Montorgueil, one of the better permanent street markets in Paris.  Located in the Les Halles area few streets away from metro Sentier it is lined with famous restaurants, cafés, bakeries, and fish, cheese, flower and wine shops.

There you will find … L’Escargot established 1875, but sadly closed the day we were there.  It appears that the government has enforced a four-month closure due to cocaine-dealing on the premises. It’s worth a look just for the beautiful gold snails climbing its façade. And the snails do look unusually perky … so perhaps there is some truth to the rumour !!

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For a sweet treat visit  La Maison Stohrer. This famous bakery opened its doors in 1730 and is one of the oldest bakeries in Paris.  Or you could try one of Maison Collet’s pink marzipan pigs, filled with a rich chocolate and fruit mixture.

At the southern end is the famed Eglise Sainte-Eustache, one of Paris’ most beautiful religious monuments built between 1532 and 1632. In Chapelle St-Joseph there is a naïve relief showing a procession of market traders, resembling a funeral cortège, leaving the Les Halles food markets for the last time before it relocated to the outskirts of Paris.

Nearby in rue Coquillière is E. Dehillerin the famous cookware shop where I bought an authentic tarte tatin dish (hard to obtain in Australia).  I have already cooked my first tart and it was a complete success, with one guest pronouncing that it was “the best dessert she had ever tasted”.

And finally we lunched at Le Cochon à l’Oreille, an historic bistro on rue Montmartre where friendly Mesdames served us with garlic and parsley snails and onion soup. Whilst we sipped our wine we admired the colourful period ceramic tiles and its original 1919 façade now classified as a historic monument.  Très atmosphérique.

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In France, it’s all about the food …

Salade Bizarre

So, we’ve eaten our way through Nice, Antibes and Aix-en-Provence… and now we’re in Paris. And it seems that if we are not talking about food, buying food, photographing food, looking for somewhere to eat or planning our next meal … then we are actually eating …

Culinary High – “Duck Gizzard Salad” (their translation not mine!) was actually very tasty – a warm salad of lightly fried un-identifiable bits of gizzard and potatoes, accompanied by the ever present egg.

Culinary Low – “Salade Bizarre” (my translation not theirs!) was a weird combination of salted cod, fried octopus, boiled eggs and a strange mollusc which looked and tasted like a large piece of used chewing gum!

Les Petits Farcis …

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With Kate in Rosa’s kitchen

Eating out is a way of life in Nice, France’s fifth largest city located on the Cote D’Azur. For years it was an Italian dominion, and only became part of France in 1860.  Eager to learn about its unique style of food, we booked a market tour and cooking class with Rosa Jackson of Les Petits Farcis.
We met Rosa in La Civette du Cours – a busy local café and bar located in the Cours Saleya.  Over coffee, Rosa filled us in on the history of Nice and its food, and then guided us around the market pointing out the local specialities and buying fresh produce for our cooking class.

A short walk took us to Rosa’s charming renovated 17th century apartment located up four flights of stairs in the Rue du Jesus, a narrow street in the Vielle Ville (old town). There we donned aprons, nibbled on tiny black Nyon olives and fougasse, and with Rosa’s guidance prepared a delicious four course Nicoise lunch.  The menu varies according to participants food preferences and seasonal produce, today it was:

Baked zucchini flowers stuffed with ricotta and parmesan
Duck breasts with chestnut honey
Panisse (chick pea fritters)
Local cheeses
Tart aux fraises (strawberry tart)
Plus a few glasses of Provencal rose and red wines

We stumbled out of Rosa’s apartment late in the afternoon and headed straight back to Rue Dalpozzo for a long nap …

Our first day in Nice …

Our first breakfast

Finally … after years of planning I have arrived in Nice with my friend Kate.  The trip was pretty exhausting – thirty six hours of flying, waiting in airports and then walking around the city to try and get our body-clocks back on track.  This morning we awoke in our chic little apartment in Rue Dalpozzo after twelve hours sleep feeling almost normal.

Naturally, the first thing on the agenda is breakfast, and a quick trip to the local boulangerie on the corner to buy un escargot and une demi-baguette. I can’t tell you how good a fresh baguette tastes when spread with thick provencal butter and vegemite !!!

By the time we had finished breakfast, the food and flower market in the Cours Saleya was well underway, and we returned loaded down with provisions – quiche, pissaladiere, olives, sardines, cheeses and the most fragrant and delicious strawberries I have ever tasted. Already we are like the French and planning several meals ahead.

We finished the day with champagne and cocktails in Le Relais bar at the iconic belle époque Hotel Negresco. Tomorrow we have a market tour and cooking lesson in a four hundred year old apartment in the old part of Nice… more on that in my next post. Bonne Nuit.