Three salads

[shewhomust]

On the first day of the festival, we met Bryan Talbot at the Chat Noir, and lunched at the Latin-American restaurant adjacent.

The BD Special menu included three salads, with ingredients helpfully listed and translated for the benefit of foreigners in town for the Festival:

Amazonienne
Champignons, salade, coeur de palmier, carottes, fond d'artichaut, tomates.
Green salad, toadstool, hearth from palm, carrot greated, artichoke, tomato.

Bahia
Salade, poivrons, jambon serano, ail confit, tomates, parmesan.
Green salad, capsicums, jam serano, garlic, tomatoes, cheese parmesan.

La Pampa
Salade, tomates, fromage de chèvre sur toast, amandes effilées au miel
Green salad, tomatoes, cheese from goat hot upon toast, almonds unraleved, acacia honey.

I had the Chilean chicken. And a bottle of the local red wine, which we enjoyed enough to try to track down the winery, later. (They were closed).

In a completely unrelated piece of gastronomic dissonance, I have just emptied a packed of Brocéliande Ethiopian Mocha coffee. (It isn't entirely random: the roastery - if that's the English for torréfacteur - is in Brittany).

Comments

[sovay]

Brocéliande Ethiopian Mocha

Thanks to Sylvia Townsend Warner, my first association with Brocéliande is still "the foremost Elfin Court in all Western Europe, the proudest and most elegant. It claimed that it had preserved the pure tradition of ancient Persia, where the elfin race originated," which left me with very odd impressions of your coffee.

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

Just so; to me it's the magic forest, the place where adventures happen on the borders of Arthur's realm. This association is somewhat muted since I have actually been there, but I still picture the coffee pot being passed around the round table while the flower of chivalry dicuss the merits of different blends. At least it was Ethiopian pure Arabica, not New World...