A Baguette For My Basket
Food in France
Food in France is an adventure of its own, writes Ewen Bell. You can travel the country from end to end without leaving the cheese shelf of a supermarket. Fine dining can eat into your stash of Euros very quickly however, so here's a few suggestions on keeping a lid on the budget without skimping on those divinely French flavours.
"The French paradox" is a mystery to me. Travel in France is surrounded by rich foods that are fattened for flavour, delightfully dairy or sweeter than sugar. I tell myself I won't have a big meal and hours later I'm walking out of a brasserie full to the brim. It's impossible not to eat with abandon, and then keep eating.
After 6 weeks in France I thought I'd have to buy a second seat on the plane, but instead I lost weight. Really. Long summer days and busy sight-seeing schedules might make a difference. Being an active traveller in France is certainly better for your health than sitting on a coach watching castles go by. But there's more to it than that.
Quality counts with French cuisine. A duck farmer in the Dordogne once told me, “Small is good, slow is good”. Little morsels of amazing flavours are what the French adore, so washing down a bit of goose fat and rabbit terrine with a bottle of wine is something to be savoured, slowly. The French are in no hurry to enjoy their food, preferring to indulge with their time and taste. Life is too precious to waste a chance for a long meal, extended conversation and a carafe wine.
Wine is the food of conversation. Little wonder you can walk into any supermarket in Paris and buy a bottle of red for under 3€, and still enjoy drinking it.
In a restaurant that same 3€ gets you a glass instead of a bottle. A glass of wine will rarely suffice for a fully French experience, and that can make trouble for your budget long before you get to the digestif. Dining French means to sample a catalogue of wines and pop a few morsels of sustenance between each glass.
At the very least a small aperitif before eating can become quite habit forming, if only to kick start your appetite having over-eaten at lunch. Originating from Burgundy but appearing on menus all over France, the classic “Kir” is a mix of Aligoté white wine and a dash of blackcurrant liquor, crème de cassis, selling for about the same as a glass of Coke.
If fine wines are the mark of fine dining then the humble apple cider is the mark of cheap and cheerful. Crêperies all over the country serve savoury galettes for lunch and happily provide copious amounts of alcoholic cider to wash it down. Lunch specials give you a two course meal with cider for under 10€, but I was rarely satisfied with just one bowl. That's right, a bowl of cider. Swilling fermented apples from a big bowl is one of life’s most sociable of hedonistic pleasures and I highly recommend it.