Showing posts with label Ail des Ours. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ail des Ours. Show all posts

Monday, May 04, 2015

What happened to April?

I've been getting to know the journey between Montpellier and Avignon in the last three weeks. My DB is now all moved and ship-shape in his new pad, and the next time I go, I'm expecting to have nothing to do with boxes, unpacking or hauling stuff to and from the garage. Phew!

In other news, I'm looking very healthy thanks to some tanning capsules designed to help your skin cope with the sun. A healthy glow does wonders for morale, especially when you know it's been acquired just by popping pills.

I've also been reading about ways to combat osteoporosis. The simplest way by far is to do sport so that mechanical pressure is put on the bones to reinforce them. That plus getting enough vitamins C, D, K to form collagen and bone mineralisation. So now you know. Swimming is no good, of course...

...if your boys haven't 'borrowed' it and returned it wrecked...
I made my Spring visit to Pierrette, my personal clothes shopper and, thanks to the crisis in clothes boutiques, I came away with a hefty collection of snazzy bits and bobs. I'd take some selfies, but daren't show you the decidedly un-snazzy room in which I sleep...

I've been wondering how much longer Pierrette can carry on. She's 71 now and not in the best of health. She told me she'll continue until either her clients have no need of her (unlikely), or she just can't carry on physically. I'm one of her oldest clients, along with 'la dame des impôts' who is not short of a bob and spends a fortune with her!

Fact
In order to make room for the new stuff, I took the brave step of nearly emptying my wardrobe of all the clothes I haven't really ever worn. The two 100 litre bin bags contain several jackets. I never wear jackets with lapels and I have no idea why I kept buying them. My job doesn't require looking smart, and I don't find them comfy. They seem to swamp me.

I have yet to actually remove the bags from the landing and take the definitive chucking out step, however... I'm sure that as soon as I do that, I'll need a jacket urgently, and in the exact red colour and style of the one I just gave away. Anguish.

My reading of another newsletter about health enlightened me as to the pointlessness of using antiseptics to clean small wounds. Warm water works much better apparently. For bleeding bobos, apply a 'pansement gras' which Google translates as a 'fat dressing' which won't stick to the scab. I went and threw out the Betadine after reading that. It was long out of date anyway...

Ail des ours/wild garlic pesto
Finally, I bought some 'ail des ours' (wild garlic) from the 'Ruche qui dit Oui' the other week and, after searching on the internet, found a tasty pesto recipe that includes almonds and sun-dried tomatoes. We took a pot on a picnic on one of our recent walks (sneaked in between packing boxes), and very tasty it was too. There's quite a tang to it after the initial mise en bouche. My DB loved it so much that the next time it became available, he bought 4 bunches. This Friday (a holiday oh happy day!), the St Bloggie pesto factory will be cranking out the stuff by the ton... Good thing I didn't throw out all the glass jars in my clothes clear-out too!

Friday, April 13, 2012

L'Ail des Ours

L'ail des ours
Isn't that a cute name - Bears' garlic? Not to be confused with Lily of the Valley which is similar but toxic! I'd never heard of it until I came across a recipe for asparagus gratin. It grows in woods apparently but I would never dream of hunting for it in the wild. Not having being raised a child of nature, I prefer my food bought in a bag with a label ta. I don't go mushrooming either as I wouldn't trust myself not to pick the only toxic mush in the forest!

Anyway, I bought a bunch of purple (tinted) asparagus in the supermarket the other day, it being French and the thin green-stalked bunches next to it (at half the price) Spanish. I have nothing against the Spanish but I try and buy local and support the French suppliers whenever I can. They have a hard time competing with the cut price stuff that floods in across the border although in fact there's no competition when it comes to taste. Still, buying seasonal and local is sometimes a luxury!

The other reason for splashing out is that the boys are with their dad so what I didn't spend on chocolate, biscuits, Nutella, and kids' cereal (and the rest) I spent on expensive French asparagus and other tasty bits and bobs like superior lait cru camembert and a large pack of Heineken (on special offer...).

So, have asparagus, will cook, but how? I normally steam asparagus and eat it with a main dish, or do asparagus risotto, but as my bunch is mainly white I'm reluctant to create an anaemic-looking dish of cream-coloured bits. Plus, I felt the need to try something new, so turned to my favourite recipe site: BBC Good Food.

A disappointing 4 pages later of vegetarian asparagus dishes, my dearly beloved having annoyingly turned veggie last year, I thought I'd try the French sites. The BBC's recipes were all for green asparagus and seemed to be variations on risotto, tarts or salads. One exception was for Thai pancakes stuffed with (green) asparagus and egg which sounded yummy but I don't have any limes or spring onions and as I don't go shopping half way through the week, I have to make do. This keeps shopping time and costs down. It also involved quite a lot of work.

Back on Google, I found a list of white asparagus recipe sites and started working my way through them. The sites didn't offer a filter for vegetarian recipes as vegetarians are considered as an eccentric minority in France, so I just had to bite the bullet and read each one. There were recipes with delicate sauces you had to cook over a bain marie, one recipe that cooked asparagus in an almond and parmesan crust, a soufflé, a soup and an espuma. Doesn't that all sound like hard work to you?

Back to the drawing board, and eventually I found Gratin d'Asperges Blanches. Basically all you do is steam the asparagus until they are almost done, then whisk some cream and mix with a couple of eggs. Season this with cayenne pepper, lemon juice and the ail des ours and chuck it in the oven for 10 minutes or so. I have never seen ail des ours for sale but apparently it's a member of the chives family so as my chives are one of the few things left growing in my garden after the super hard Winter freeze killed everything else, I can use them. The recipe called for basil as an alternative but I don't have any of that fresh either. No, it'll have to be chives and parsley. Serve it with parma ham unless you are a veggie in which case don't.

Verdict: I think would have preferred it simply steamed and served with melted butter and a squeeze of lemon juice. It was okay, the asparagus was okay, but it wasn't great. I won't be splashing out on the pinky white stuff again. As a gratin, the eggy mixture was reminiscent of a quiche filling so something of a failure in my book, but it tasted okay. Maybe it really did need the ail des ours...