They say there's a season for game. But there's no season for friends who bring you shot animals as token of their love.
Or is it?
In case you believed this was a farm animal, this bullet impact might convince you otherwise.
Caviar d'aubergine in the making.
That's how an animal becomes meat.
Tartelette's story -- chapter one
Chicken was cooked in figs leaves that day.
Herbs for pastry, esp mignardises -- macarons, pâtes de légumes, nougat de légumes
Blanched sweetbreads
They say they don't do fonds at l'Arpège. And no red meat either. This is the exception confirming the rule.
Actually, those tomatoes are the start of a ratatouille.
Famous Passard way to tie the lobster before cooking.
Infamous gratin d'oignons, lemon confit and parmesan. It could be eaten whole in one bite, but uit's really good.
Don't know if I should tell you that: he named is little dog Milou (Snowy's French name, Tintin's dog). And that is so much like him. There's something absolutely Tintinesque about him.
Sauce in plate for the couscous de légumes.
Monkfish
Cheese is waiting in the basement, out of the fridge
Homard à l'aigre-doux
Has it come back from the dining room yet?
Really, I'm ready now!
Finally
"Rognons de coq" beans, rhubarb
Candies are powdered and used to plate the apple tart
Peeling anywhere, anytime
She did it!
Aiguillettes de homard au vin jaune
Sole au vin jaune
Vegetables arrive from the garden in the early afternoon
I never saw purple green beans before
or purple basil
