Happy Bastille Day everyone! (Well, ok, it was yesterday, 7/14.) I hope you celebrated!
I’m a bit of a francophile, which doesn’t come out often in my food, since I find french food terrifying to cook. I never have the right seasonings on hand and never enough time to give it the effort & attention I think it deserves. Yet, like anything else, it can’t hurt to try and it’s something I’d like to add to my repetoire. One of my favorite restaurants in Boston is a French bistro, and seeing as I love Paris and generally any & all things french I need to get over my fear of the french chef. (Sorry, Julia Child was a bit scary on PBS when you’re only 5 years old.)
I’d also been craving something frenchy to eat ever since I got back from California too, I don’t know if it had to do with the failed boeuf bourguignon attempt, or the fact that we watched Casablance twice and now I have La Marseillaise stuck in my head. I’m thinking it’s the latter.
I actually was supposed to be in Paris at this very moment, but thank you to the airline gods of exorbitant prices, I am here instead. In lieu of celebrating Bastille with the French, I celebrated like the French in the comfort of my own home. A nice bottle of beaujolais, some french music on the ol’ iTunes, and a delicious meal of ratatouille, rustic pain de campagne, and a plum-apple tart with homemade whipped cream.
My dinosaur (ie:laptop) is currently acting up and refuses to copy any more photos to the hard drive, so I will have to wait to post pictures and the actual recipes. But I wanted to get the post up before too long, since the holiday has already come and gone.
So, go enjoy le weekend, and I hope to be back in a few days with more photos and recipes!