France – Why Go There?
Posted on May 29, 2014
For the food, of course. Let us show you how it’s done.
We’re innocently walking down a right narrow but busy street in downtown Strasbourg. It’s a bit after 1:00. An alarm sounds in the head warning us of a lesson we learned in Germany. Time to eat – not because we’re hungry but because restaurants close or run out of food by 2:00. We’ve already passed a number of places serving outdoors on the broad sidewalks. We better choose one right away. Here’s one.
We take a seat at a small table in the shade. The waitress comes eventually. We need to make a beverage decision. A tall glass of ice water would be unthinkable. Bottled water, an alternative, is not as simple as it might be. You see from the placemat that it comes with lots, some or no carbonation.
The waitress seems to know no English whatsoever so we express our preference by using crude sign language. It works. We get our water and a full basket of crusty artisan bread and one tiny pat of butter.
We look at the menu. The special of the day appeals so we order it. Sorry but we are too late. The last four were just ordered at another table. The menu is limited but we soon find two items that sound plenty Frenchy. Brochette sounds good to me. I could choose between charred, medium or bloody. The waitress suggested medium, her preference. Eva ordered something with mushrooms.
Now that we’ve ordered we have lots of time to people watch. I notice lots of folks walk by with Apple iPhone earbuds connected to their brains. Eva enjoys watching people in the other direction.
Eva’s order arrives, at least we first think it is her order. It turned out to be just the salad.
My order didn’t include a salad so there was a half hour wait until our main courses arrived. Here’s Eva’s.
I needn’t have fretted as my plate would feed a small army.
Delicious is not a strong enough word. The food was almost to die for. We all but licked our platters clean.
Then, groan, Eva’s lunch included a dessert – creme caramel. We shared it – the best we have ever had.
After lunch we walked for hours and had no interest in dinner at all. Nor breakfast. Wonder why?