Food Update

For those of you who were concerned or perhaps intrigued by the smoked salmon dilemma mentioned in my earlier post, "Heros and Zeros," I am happy to announce that we have not had any smoked salmon (or any other fish for that matter) since that entry was posted.


It was a joyous night when our host mother offered us two beautiful pieces of beef to cook up and eat with some potatoes.  There was dancing in the streets the night we ate wild duck, killed by my host father in la chasse (sorry, Mom).  There was a great fanfare upon the arrival of a whole box of "meat in a packet" for Thursday nights.  We have had pork! We have had a kind of barbeque in a sausage type thing! I loved that by the way.  Though, when I tried to explain that in the US, we tend to eat our barbeque not in sausage form but on a sandwich, I was met with confused looks.  That meal was also special because we had carrot and green bean purées to go with our barbeque sausages and our host mother informed us as she heaped the purées onto our plates that they were normally for Agate, their 20 month old granddaughter.  I laughed, I ate it, I loved it.  French baby food is legit.  
Tonight I have been told that we shall feast on some lovely cuts of beef (probably with potatoes again, but I don't mind because I love their fingerling potatoes).  
Essentially, all is good in the world of host family dinners :)


We also discovered the reason for the fish overdose--one of our host family's last students was a pescetarian! Why that made them believe that all Americans love fish and want to eat it for nearly every meal is still a mystery to me, but upon hearing this little factoid, I explained that fish, chez moi, is just an every other week affair.  At most! My host parents were shocked.  But since this whole issue has been cleared up, they have been extremely accommodating and more than willing to not serve us smoked salmon.  My tummy is pleased.