A Simple Crepe; Salvation on a Cold Night in Paris – Huffingtonpost.com
September 24, 2010
AthleticFoodie and contributor to Wisconsin Foodie Garrett Weber-Gale travels to Paris, France for a culinary experience of a lifetime.
Warm and soft. Sweet and chewy. Nutty and cocoa filled. A Nutella Crepe on the streets of Paris. So simple it was. Yet this delightful street food was my only salvation on a cool, dark, eerie night in the city of the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame and the Mona Lisa. I’d been walking for hours when I stumbled upon a tiny Crepe shop in Bastille. Thus far my day had been spent wandering the streets of Lyon, not Paris, eating braised Cochon, Terrines of duck liver and sweetbreads, chocolate filled croissants, and charcuterie. Then, somehow, instead of taking the train back to Roanne where I am currently staging at La Maison Troisgros, I was headed straight to Paris. Uh oh! A new journey had begun.
Since deciding to come to work in a kitchen in France I had dreamed of eating in classic Bistros. Whether it was the pages of “My Life in France” the story of Julia Child, or my imagination of what truly started the culinary world as we know it…I wanted classic French cuisine. I wanted it bad. Bistro food was the apple in my eye and the reason I had traveled to Lyon on my day off.
Walking the cobble stone streets of old Lyon, Bistro after Bistro served up classic fare of pate, salade Lyonnaise, homemade sausages, stew of pig’s cheeks, pike dumplings, roasted tripe with onion and garlic, pigs foot, cheeses, and don’t forget the beautiful sweet treats like the profiteroles!
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