I’ve
had a lot of horrible meals out recently as this is week 7 (yes, 7) of having a
new kitchen installed. I’m not going to
moan about the kitchen works here as it would take up a whole book – and I
think there have probably been enough books written about people moving to
France and struggling with renovation works....?
Anyway,
back to the meals. There is a huge
difference between eating out because you want to and eating out because you have
to. Just before the kitchen was ripped
out we had a wonderful dinner at a lovely restaurant just outside Perpignan (Le
Mas des Acades in case anybody local is wondering) with some friends who were
staying with us. Tablecloths, lots of
glasses, heavy cutlery and some imaginative and tasty cooking. Lovely as a treat but not the sort of place
to go just because you are hungry. When
it is a question of eating out because you are sick of eating salads and
micro-waving ready meals, the choice is slightly different. So here are some ‘alternative’ restaurant
reviews for anybody who ever uses the same French kitchen suppliers as us.
Mcdonalds
– ideal for real emergencies and in particular if builders have cut through
your electricity cables thus cutting off your internet. Most of the French McDonalds’ also seem to
have a McCafe area with really nice coffee and macarons.... Don’t go on a Wednesday (full of students who
have the afternoon off) or at the weekend (seems to be the place for ‘weekend’
dads to take their children).
Flunch
– this is a self-service restaurant chain often found in large shopping malls
and to start with it baffled me as one area was full of cold food, drinks and
puddings and another area had hot food and the two areas were separated by cash
desks. Eventually I worked it out. You start off by looking outside at the big
advertisements showing you what hot food is on offer today, then you enter by
the ‘cold’ area, pick up a tray and then choosing from the range of starters
(salad bar, cold cuts, prawn cocktails etc) and at the same time you can select
your cold pudding or cheese plate. You
then pick up a drink from the fridge (or pour yourself a ‘pichet’ of wine) and
arrive at the cash desk. You are then
asked what you will he having as a main course (a ticket is given), and whether
you will be wanting coffee afterwards (a token is given). Once you have found a table you eat your
starter and then take your ticket up to the ‘hot’ counter where your meal is
given to you, you do a quick circuit of the hot vegetable buffet and then
return to your table, hoping that the waitress hasn’t cleared everything away
while you were gone. Sadly this
restaurant features highly on my ‘horrible meals’ list – the hot food bears no
resemblance to the pictures featured outside.
Pizza
Pai – another chain found in large shopping malls. I’ve never tried the pasta but their pizzas
are really good. They do ‘formula’ meals
i.e. for around 12 euros you get a main course with either a starter or a
pudding (great sorbets). For a speedy
bargain we go for the Menu Express – for 8euros 90 you get a pizza and a drink
and are guaranteed to be out within 30 minutes.
They also offer the pizzas as ‘Mezzo Mezzo’ i.e. half a pizza with
salad.
In a
recent article for FrenchEntree magazine I wrote about nice the special ‘formula’ menus offered by independent restaurants
can be - the little restaurants who
advertise set menus based on what is freshly cooked today. Last week I was seduced by a menu offering Tomato
& Mozarella salad, followed by Merlu a la plancha (sounds more exciting
than grilled Hake) & frites. What
appeared was one tomato with slices of rubbery mozzarella inserted into it in a
fan shape (it reminded me of those pineapple and cheese hedgehogs) (giving my
age away here!), followed by a slice of really dry fish surrounded by limp
chips. I hadn’t checked the name of the
restaurant before I sat down and cannot remember it now but now realise that
any restaurant called something like ‘Crepe & Pate’ is not going to excel
at anything else....
I do
have a new oven now, also a hob and a dishwasher. Unfortunately they are all still in boxes on
the terrace. Spare a thought for me next
time you are slaving over a hot stove – Bon Appetit!