Do you remember the taste of food? We rediscovered it today at L'Etoile du Nord.
Endive & pear gratin with stoemp (root veggie mash) and beets with caraway for me, a French-style omelet with beets and onions for John.
Perfect, wonderful, exquisite.......
As a teenager, my friend and I would take the train to Minneapolis on Tuesdays (our day off from work) and dine at a wonderful restaurant for lunch. Charlie's Cafe Exceptionale, Murray's (home of the silver butter knife steak), various white tablecloth hotel restaurants---where they served your boeuf bourguignon tableside, ladling it onto your plate with a bit of a flourish.
Yeah, those days are long gone...except maybe right here in Bayport at this moment in time.
Perhaps one of the most exquisite meals I've enjoyed in a long, long time. One bite of the pear...with its wine-kissed get-your-attention flavor....slightly cooked but still crisp...paired with beautiful endive, a bit of ham and wonderful cheese that had its edges slightly crisped under the broiler...incroyable.
The sophisticated texture of John's omelet...filled with beets and onions....was a trip to Europe on a substantial white 'plate' paired with perfectly prepared heirloom fingerlings. Not the greasy American rolled up sheet of 'scrambled' eggs...instead, in the French tradition---puffy, no trace of the intersection of the egg white and yolk----a singular-hued, enticing pillow of egg and veggie...tender and light. Julia Child & Jacques Pepin would approve.
So, yes, apparently there is still a bit of food in Minnesota. This ephemeral memory will stay with me as I travel to Europe this week...in search of food, as I remember it, and as it can be.
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