Monday, September 13, 2004
Adventures in New Cuisine
I used to be a really picky eater. This doesn't serve you well when you move to a new country because a) it's really inconvenient to go across town for McDonald's everyday and 2) you tend to pick up a nasty reputation for being the american who'll only eat american food (read: McDonald's). Next thing you know you're not being invited out anymore and you've gained twenty pounds from all the quarter pounders. So since I've been visiting friends in France and more importantly since I've moved here, it's been very important to Try Something New. Indeed, I've at least tried everything that's been placed in front of me, and only one dish has ever actually disagreed with me (and Maman Ute has promised not to make endives for me again).
The very tasty dish we enjoyed at Thierry's home friday night was a popular dish called mussels and frites (that'll be french fries to you americans). Steph tells me it's a specialty of the north of France, but I've read it's also a specialty of Belgium but I don't want to start any fights so I'll plead ignorance. Mussels are fun to eat because you can open and close them like castanets to use as an eating implement. It kind of reminded me of a clam bake or an oyster roast, as it's messy finger food but a good time.