Nutmeg In Paris

I was living in New Orleans, working as a middle school English teacher when Hurricane Katrina struck and the levees broke. I lost my job, and decided that it was time to pursue my dream of going to culinary school. Here I am in Paris for the next eight months, cooking and exploring, trying to decide what comes next...

Wednesday, April 19, 2006


After having off for Easter Monday (is that even a holiday?), I am actually going to have a “normal” week. How sad is it that I look at this week and think “normal” when it is going to be kick-my-ass busy?

Today was an all fish day. Really, who plans to cook fish after a three-day weekend? Who plans this, people? We stepped into practical this morning to cook trout stuffed with morels in a lovely cream sauce. Lamentably, the trout was from FRIDAY. It smelled like four day old garbage (actually, it smelled much more…specific. But hey, this is a family blog). The slime on the scales was almost impenetrable. I was such a sad waste of morels- even the chef wouldn’t taste the finished product. He said he trusted us.

Jeremy and I were especially pumped for the afternoon practical and demo: the theme was Alsace. Alsace is a region of France that borders Germany and has heavy German influences in its cuisine. How sad we were when we made braised red cabbage and a beer vinaigrette to go over cod. Cod? What about a pork loin? Yes, pork loin is obvious and uninventive, but cod? Cod is for deep-frying and tartar sauce.

I am currently eating my words with a gorgeous Vouvray. Cod is definitely underrated. (No need to mention the Vouvray alone in my pajamas bit. I said it was going to be a tough week…)

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