I was reminded today when I was in a Parisian open air market how much I love the way Europeans approach food shopping...and selling for that matter. Specialized shops for cheese, bread, seafood, meats, produce...which I'm so glad we've adopted in our farmer's markets at home...but this is different. I'm talking a whole family lineage can be responsible for that cheese shop...that butcher has been selling meat his whole life...and a wine shop owner will be one of the best sommelier's you've ever met. It's considered a métier to run one of these shops, a skilled profession or trade, much like a master craftsman is respected for his skill, these men and women are respected for theirs.
I
bought a roast chicken from a man today that has probably sold roast chicken
for 40 years...ask me if it was delicious...I dare you.
It
was so succulent that I laughed inside how much happiness a simple roast
chicken can impart.
I
asked Chef Jim Drohman of Le Pichet & Café Presse how to make a proper
roast chicken...find the recipe on his blog here or order one to go from Café Presse. Better yet, come take a cooking class with him in Mallet Kitchen next time he has one...French basics defined.
In
the meantime, I'll visit Monsieur poulet again.
A
bientôt!
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| He's scooping up the small round peeled potatoes he roasts at the bottom with the chicken drippings |
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| Marche at rue Mouffetard, 4e. |
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