Most people do not seem to be bothered to enjoy really good food.
Mainly because they do not identify with it.
I sat with the the villagers on July 14th and was amused by their glee and munchability asthey
found pleasure in a gizzard salad with bacon and walnuts and some diced apple. Not that bad and
very predicatable. Then along comes the confit of duck ....preserved, of course but in a Brake factory perhaps.....but not with a crispy skin, no hint of the garlic or thyme ( TOO much like hard work)
The potatos tasted like they were cooked on July 9th and we cold.
No vegies....of course not.
Cheese.
Then some sticky soft slices of cake fell out of the freezer that morning and landed on the long
wooden table that night.
Everyone was loving the food....French and Dutch, American and yes the Brits.
Price does not come into it.
Do something and do it well.
Have the French given up with cooking....in general.
There is nothing worse than jars of pesto and cardboard Pizza, grey looking steak
and the taste of " COOKED IN A FACTORY"
Is decent cooking becoming exstinct?