Ya all come back now!
Being an art object by eating ‘on display’, or eating within art by eating in the home of your food is a new twist for dining. For example, Ozu is a new Japanese restaurant this is inside a real aquarium. I just had to laugh. It’s as if I opened up a little neighborhood restaurant in a chicken coop and only served chicken dishes! (Sorry, Leona) Or, in a pigsty and served BLT’s.
Speaking of pork… now I will confess my story in this ethereal world of blogs about the time we arrived in Paris, tired and (speaking for myself) a little cocky with 2-years of French, ordered off the menu at this mid-priced restaurant in the 6th. I read, “porc” and thought “safe…” I skimmed over the ‘pied.’
Okay. Do the Parisians know about ‘You’re on Candid Camera?!’ As I approached this hoof with knife and fork, a wall of bitty bones rolled out on my lap! Besides being appalled, I wanted to know – where’s the meat? Shocked and forlorn, I begged for some of my husband’s salmon.
Moral – don’t be proud (or lazy)… open the dictionary or ask!
