It's actually spot on! Well one bit of it is at least and that's the baguette. Everywhere you look you see people carrying their pain quotidien (daily bread), sometimes with five or six of them piled up in their arms. There is always a queue of hungry French men and women at the local boulangerie who never can wait to get home before breaking off the end of the bread and eating it. In fact there is a word - un quignon - that refers specifically to the crusty end of the loaf that seemingly nobody can resist.
And who can blame them? The French definitely do bread well. My particular favourite being la flute which is a bit wider than the common baguette and therefore has more breadiness and less crust.
Serve it with cheese, ham, jam, Nutella or just smothered in President butter. It forms the base of nearly every single lunch we eat here and is great for mopping your dinner plate clean (to saucer in French).
These are the tastiest things in France in my opinion. Gem coloured, bite sized, chewy meringues made from ground almonds and sugar and filled with various flavoured creams, jams and ganaches. They're heavenly. Unfortunately they're quite pricey too, so Lil and I thought we'd try making them earlier this week. And ta-da:
Well it appears there definitely is a skill to making macarons. These burnt mini hamburger esque splatters didn't even taste good. I am now on a mission though to make the perfect macaron...it may take some time to master this one!
Sooooooooooooo a whole entry about the bakers shop...guess who hasn't left the house this week?!
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