Sunday, 24 October 2010
J'ai dit qu'il était très délicieux*. The result was a gift which has just broken my resolve. I've been trying to think which culture it is that, if you admire something, then the possessor must give it to you. I remember hearing that Queen Victoria was prone to taking a rather unfair advantage of that. Qui sais? Anyway Sophie the (French) hostess on Friday had provided Terrine de Canard aux Abricots brought directly from Donzy en France. Les ingrédients étaient Chair de foie gras de canard, oeufs, apricots, sel, poivre, armagnac (foie gras of duck, eggs, apricots, salt, pepper, Armagnac). It was absolutely decicious. So delicious, in fact, that I've just been unable to keep up my resolve just to have an apple for lunch today because I have eaten over-well for the last two days. Ah well. The waistline will just have to stay as it is for another day.
* I said that it was very delicious