My tastebuds and I were in for a rude awakening. A usually undisputed claim French food is considered the god of cuisines. Unchallenged and proud it comfortably sits atop many "best cuisines lists" and its offerings are a dream for many people. I was unbelievably excited about french food, being such a pastry fiend. This past week I have indulged in every known french food. From flaky croissants, kouign aman, snails, quiches and of course a never ending stream of butter, bread, and cheese. I came to a startling revelation on my Tro Breizh(more to come in a later post). French food, at least the food I've been eating isn't the most flavorful. While delicious, it mostly relies on rich fats to send pleasurable signals to the brain from the tastebuds. Yesterday, my friends and I were roaming around Quimper, France and we decided to get a quick bite at a Thai restaurant nearby. I ended up ordering Pad Thai avec fruits de mer(assorted seafood). While waiting we smelt the most amazing melody of scents filled with spices and citrus. I was literally salivating. When our food arrived, I looked at my plate and attacked it. It was like a revitalization of my tastebuds. A beautiful blend of spice, sweetness, and lemony tartness. Ever since I left the States I didn't even realize I've been missing the need for spices in my food. My mom, Saira is an amazing cook and very expertly knows how to make a meal where that balance of umami is found, a balanced blend of spicy, sour, sweet, and bitterness. I have been lacking umami in France. However, while this may seem very harsh to the French I am very much still in love with their food. It's delicious and famous for a reason. I'm not discounting their cuisine, I just realized that there is more to life than croissants, bread, butter, and cheese.
See you soon,