If heaven was a place in France, then during our trip we tasted ambrosia. Before we embarked on the journey, my friend expressed a desire to find the best tasting croissant he could. And for that we had to do lots of tasting. But it did not end there; for next we had to find which Chocolate Eclair was the best. And of course it would have been criminal to walk past a Chocolatier without doing some further taste testing.
I had Macarons on my list ever since the New Zealand Masterchef Finals a few years ago featured a Croquembouche. And so the list of reasons went……In the end we didn’t need a reason, it was there, and we simply had to taste it.
We went searching for the Museum de Orsay using the 24 Great Walks of Paris as our guidebook and became hopelessly lost on a very wet day. The Eclairs were a treat from the famous Boulangerie Patisserie Gosselin for all the extra walking we had done once we found ourselves back on track.
The next great Patisserie we found was in Rouen, Normandy. It was so good that we had to go back the next day.
This was a Millefeuille which translated into English means a “thousand layers” and it certainly lived up to its name with smooth chocolate ganache between layers of crunchy pastry.
The second was a Blueberry Tart or Tarte Aux Myrtilles. The best blueberries grow in Vosges in Lorraine where the birth place of Joan of Arc, Domremy is located. It seemed fitting that we got to taste this particular treat in Rouen where she was burned at the stake……
One of the highlights of the trip was our night at Moulin Rouge. We had the Toulouse Lautrec Menu and this is a little memento of that wonderful experience; although my friend might tell you he only remembers the topless girls…..
I couldn’t resist a picture of the Macarons in this Patisserie window, although we didn’t buy any from here. The ones we tasted were from a great Patisserie and Chocolatier in the Latin Quarter near the famous Antiquarian Bookshop: “Shakespeare and Company”. I found the two volume set of Julia Child’s Mastering the Art of French Cooking there and was very tempted to buy it, but had to restrain myself as it was too heavy to lug around for the rest of our trip.
I end this post with a picture of the Black Forest Cake my cousin’s wife Nicole made as it truly deserves a place among the best of the French delicacies. They live in Karlsruhe in Germany, near the Black Forest and the cake was as authentic as you could get it and we were very lucky to have tasted it.
So was it really heaven you ask? And I say yes, because it had to be ambrosia we tasted. What else could you eat and come back home weighing less than when you set out……..