Hyuu! It's Really April Fool's Day?

Well, I guess today is really tomorrow for all y'all that are reading this in lands to the west of France. In any event, it is neverthless the 1st of April in my neck of the woods. This week has been moving rather slowly, but I have somehow already reached mid-ish week and am getting wicked excited for tonight's football match. It's the first qualifying match for the World Cup in South Africa, slated this evening to be between France and Lithuania. Apparently there was a match on Saturday, as well, but I have no idea as to what that's necessarily for. In any event, tomorrow night is the football match and I'm wicked excited for it. I've already said that; I think it's worth repeating.

What's perhaps equally worth repeating is that after a bit of a hiatus, Trevor and I hosted some of our classmates for a full-on meal. Consisting naturally of six rounds (including six pains au chocolat), our meal ended up being for six people in total, the most we've ever tried to have at one point in my room. With this said, everything worked out quite well and with Trevor's help peeling and cutting vegetables the night prior (as we watched Watchmen; which reminds me, on Sunday, we saw Dragonball Evolution while eating French toast for lunch, followed by Bienvenue chez Les Chtites), the ratatouille I made was a bit better than I expected.
With all of this said, tonight's menu was as follows:
Apératifs
Entrée: toasted bread rounds with chèvre and tomato sauce
Plat: ratatouille (my version of which included onion, garlic, carrots, eggplant, zucchini, red pepper, green pepper, tomatoes, emmental and tomato sauce, cooked together with sausage) with pain de campagne (this kind of bread has more mis, or 'meat', i.e., greater inside to outside (crust) ratio, which is good for eating with soup)
Salade: mâche with red and yellow cherry tomatoes
Fromages: emmental, comté and chèvre
Dessert: mousse au chocolat with strawberries and nutella, topped with chantilly
Pains au chocolat + chocolat chaud

Finally, for all of those FRIENDS fans out there, I finally found the video I've been looking for for a while: clique ici.

Back in Paris: Visitors, Round 2

Already I'm finding myself catching up to the present and I'm wicked excited for that.

This past weekend, along with the departure of Sarah, Mark Andrew, Pat and Quinton to the States, came with the arrival of Irene et al., Lauren and Karen (one of Lauren's classmates from Oxford).

On Friday evening, I cooked dinner for Lauren and Karen, the course-list of which included:
Apératifs
Salmon carpaccio
Baked pasta with a pseudo-cheesy red sauce
Sweetened carrots
Salad (mâche, comme toujours !)
Cheese: emmental, comté, chèvre
Chocolat pudding with liégeois
Pain au chocolat and chocolat chaud

With the above menu, I think it becomes obvious why we did not feel like moving after that.

Saturday was my big tourist day with them. I met Lauren and Karen at the Sacré Coeur, after which we sat at a brasserie by the artist's square. We then headed off for some gelato and returned to the square to take a look at the different works on display for selling. Next, we attempted to go to Ste. Chapelle; with confusion as to whether or not we were supposed to pay to get in, we chose to walk along the Seine before ultimately deciding to take a river tour of the "Stars (i.e., monuments and notable sites) of Paris". With the sun slowly setting over Paris, we headed over to the Louvre where Karen got her photos taken with Lauren and the Pyramids. Close by, we headed over to the first English bookstore established on the European continent (got my English copy of HP7, as the French version was too expensive) and then later stumbled upon a street that included an Italian restaurant, two Japanese restaurants (one of them which had sushi), a piano bar, a jazz bar, and a movie theatre nearby. Naturally, we ate at the sushi restaurant and ended the evening with an American movie, Last Chance for Love.

On Sunday, I went to Church and made a quick stop at the grocery store, before meeting up with Lauren for lunch before she had to leave to go back to Grenoble. After a weekend full of activity, it was great to just sit down at a café with her and talk. Yet, the activity resumed as, after she left and I return to my apartment, I got a message to see a movie with Trevor, Tanya, and Camille (and when we got there, Pamela, too). When we got to the theatre, we were greeted with the exciting news that the price would be only 3,50 €/ticket/movie (instead of 10+ €) until the 25th. After watching La Fille du RER, Trevor and I headed back to the apartment, where we then met up with Irene. The three of us then climbed the stairs of the Arc de Triomphe and surveyed Paris at night, before returning back home. For dinner, Trevor cooked rice and beans, definitely feeding us more than was absolutely necessary.

On Monday, Irene left Paris to go back to Madrid, and I met up with Trevor after work. Unexpectedly, we watched a French movie (LOL) and I watched a quickly-spoken but rather hilarious French movie (Coco), while Trevor's second movie was in English.

Yesterday (Tuesday), Debra (my off-campus advisor from Albion) came to visit Paris, my programme and, by extension, me. I met up with Debra and Trevor back at BU and, together, made our way back to Argentine, where we had dinner at the brasserie right next door to our apartment. Following dinner, we met with our host family and impressively kept up an English-dominant conversation for over an hour. We capped off the night with, of course, pains au chocolat and chocolat chaud. Get ready Albion... I'm bringing this back with me!

Catch-up…Again, Part II: « You Can’t Stop the Beat » (The Cooking Momentum Really Picks Up)

(N.B. In a similar style as my previous post...)

Thursday (26): After a late night with my paper, I was totally ready for the weekend and the excitement vis-à-vis cooking that we had in store for our dinner guests. Thursday evening, Gerald, Jill and Sam came over for dinner. Ménu: apératifs, pâte de penne avec une sauce de tomates et des boulettes de poulet et en plus du brocoli, la salade, des fromages et pour le dessert, les poires au four avec une sauce de vin blanc (sucré), de la canelle, et du citron. Of course, we also ended with pains au chocolat et chocolat chaud. (If you couldn't pick up what any of that was, make a note and I'll translate it into English, though I think you should be able to understand all of that.) We also played 1 000 Bourne.

Friday (27): I went to a cooking class taught by Elisabeth, at the Fondation. We made tartlettes, a salad with warmed chèvre, endives wrapped in ham and topped with a béchamel sauce that I made, and mousse au chocolat (there was an extra one that Camille and I shared, at Elisabeth's encouragement to finish it). Our end of the table (including Elisabeth) talked about travelling and food for much of the time, eventually leading me to the kind of cooking I've been doing since I've been in Paris. (Keep that bit in mind...) It was Jane's turn to come over for dinner, and so she and another one of her classmates, Elise, did just that. (Whoa, weird English sentence going on right there...) For dinner, we had: apératifs, salmon (me) with wild rice and asparagus (Trevor), salad, cheese, and had a duo-dessert (halved mango with brown sugar and cooked in rum and lemon juice, and strawberries that had been soaked in a mixture of orange juice, lemon and sugar; the mangoes were served with a reduced sauce of the leftover liquids from both desserts). As always, pains au chocolat and chocolat chaud ended the meal. After Jane and Elise left, Trevor and I continued talking and we got onto the subject of our favourites about our experience so far. Eventually, we got to thinking about who some of our favourite professors are and after recounting my cooking story from earlier in the day, we began thinking about the possibility of us cooking for them before we leave Paris. To make the night even more perfect, we figured out how to open the windows to the balcony. Paris is such a beautiful city.

Saturday (28): Trevor and I met up with Gerald and Jill at the Jardin de Luxembourg; quite exciting was the fact that the day was absolutely perfect (especially in terms of weather). Afterwards, we stopped by St. Sulpice and Tuileries (another garden in Paris). Our final destination for the afternoon was the Arc de Triomphe, which we found out students get in for free! About 50+ pictures and 500 steps later, we made our way back down and decided to do an impromptu dinner (as we were still up in the air as to whether or not we wanted to go to a jazz club). We ended up just staying inside and having dinner: apératifs, baked pasta, cheese and for dessert, dark mousse au chocolat accompanied by strawberries in various forms (including a nutella-filled strawberry with chantilly crème). As we finished up our pains au chocolat and chocolat chaud, we heard a key and were surprised to find our host family having returned from their vacation. Before and throughout their departure, Trevor and I had thought they would be back on Sunday. We (including Gerald and Jill; thanks for all of your help!) cleaned up the kitchen and dining room in the fastest time I had ever seen those two rooms cleaned after one of our dinners. Our host family was extremely nice about the confusion and told us that we could have just carried on, as if they had never arrived. In any event, the day still remained as perfect as it could be in Paris.

Sunday (1 March... when did that happen?!): After the adventure of finding hostels and what-not for my upcoming trip to Italy, I heard a small knock on my door. It was Elisabeth, our host sister, coming to get me for lunch. Our host parents made a wonderful lunch for us, incorporating ingredients from the mountain region where they had vacationed. (Un)fortunately, the food was definitely regional (including the names of each thing) and was not committed to my memory at the time. I wrapped up my hostel searches, booking everything that could be booked, took a bit of a nap, and then went to Sacré-Coeur to meet Patrick for Mass (finally after my fourth or fifth time being in Montmartre, I was able to get to Mass there). Afterwards, we stopped by a crêperie and ate some crêpes en route to the Comédie Française, where the BU crowd watched Cyrano de Bergerac. I'm sure I'd think it'd be as great a play as everyone else thinks it is, if I had been able to understand what was going on. In any event, it was quite the fortunate experience to be at the Comédie Française. For the first time in quite some time, Trevor and I went back to my room to have our first meal outside of our host family's kitchen.

I'm Eating Fruit Cocktail

Okay, so the title would've worked better if I wrote this a few hours ago and was, well, still eating fruit cocktail. In any case, I like the title, so just humour me and let me run with it.

After studying for my partiels (mid-terms) into the wee hours of the morning, I found myself surprisingly awake a few hours later and ready to take my exams. They went well; I think I overstudied for one and understudied for the other (which usually tends to be the case). After the exams (around 12h00), Trevor and I went back home and had lunch (unsurprisingly, more eggs and croque-monsieurs), and watched my (and apparent only one of his) favourite French movie(s), Les Choristes. Following the movie, Trevor went back downstairs to take a nap and I found myself somewhat inspired to work on my FURSCA proposal, depite the uncertainties surrounding it. I worked on the paper a little too long and eventually missed watching Slumdog Millionaire, but was at least able to meet up with Trevor and Camille at Odéon. Together, we walked to a crêperie (which happened to be the one right across from the theatre where we saw "La Cantatrice Chauve", and ended up buying paninis for dinner. Following our meal, we went to the Caveau de la Huchette, where we were eventually met up by Jill, Sam, and two of their friends from BU and who are currently studying in Grenoble. We had originally gone there for the jazz, but were soon surprised to see an open dance floor. However, there was only room for us in a little alcove in the back, so we ended up "dancing" (theoretically) back there.


After the Caveau de la Huchette, we trekked our way across the river to Duc des Lombards. Once again, after midnight, there's a great jam session (that's also free to watch), where people just randomly (or not) come up on stage to join whomever else is there. Somehow (and to my amazement) they always sound very good. One of my favourite bits was a solo by a guy playing one of those duo-djimbe-type-drums. I have no clue what that's called, but perhaps you know what I'm talking about anyway? Oh, of note, we all sat in the balcony looking down on the musicians. It was so great; I've confirmed Duc des Lombards to be my favourite jazz club so far in Paris.


Following our jazz evening, Trevor and I went back to my room and made some chocolat chaud (which is pretty much a common occurrence every night, if you haven't caught on to that one yet). I also figured out that each box of milk is 1L, and each serving is 0,25L. With this said, we finished a litre of milk in one day (we had some with lunch, as well). I must say I'm quite a fan of this hot chocolate. To end the night, I attempted to catch up on all of my blogging but obviously didn't finish as I'm wrapping up just now.

I would also like to note that yesterday marked our one-month anniversary here in Paris. I can't believe how quickly time has flown by here!

Catching Up

In a nutshell, life's been a bit hectic here in good ol' Paris. Okay, not quite hectic, but just too fun and serene to really have the time to write blog entries all day. (It's either that, or we just also really have a ton of homework for our classes.) In any case, here are some brief highlights:

WEDNESDAY
*My econ class went to the Assembly of the Western European Union, where we heard/spoke only in English. In retrospect, it was a really cool outing.
*From the AWEU, Camille walked with me to Passy, where I happily found myself lost amidst all of the stores that are ending their sales more quickly than I'd like.
*I took the wrong direction and decided to get lost in Pasteur, and then walked to Montparnasse Bienvenüe and back.
*I continued my search for an elusive pair of jeans at La Motte Picquet Grenelle. Seriously, jeans are too long (i.e., I'm just really getting tired of being short in this country) and too expensive.
*Dinner consisted of baked pasta with cheesy bread.
*Trevor and I spent the rest of the night going through our notes and outils workbook in preparation for our first French quiz. Of course, we ended with chocolat chaud.

THURSDAY
*We had our first quiz in French class, followed by an AMAZING phonetics lesson afterwards - it's equally great when everyone continues to speak in French after just having had learned how to speak it.
*My immigration and citizenship class continued to watch a movie on Algerian immigrants now living in France. We also discussed Caché which, naturally, meant that I understood the movie by the time I left.
*Trevor and I walked along the Champs-Elysée on the way home - Trevor finally found his bag.
*Antoine cooked wonderful galettes for dinner, with Christine cooking the dessert crêpes. We also had cidre from Brittany (i.e., Bretagne). Galette round: ham, egg, cheese; salted ham? (prosciutto), and cheese; salmon; Sucre round: Nutella and banana flambé; Nutella and dark chocolate
*We ended our night once again with choc chaud.
*I also bought my tickets for spring break for less than 150$ !

FRIDAY
*My immigration and citizenship class watched Salut Cousin which was hilarious and refreshingly easy to follow.
*For the most part, Renée and Odile met up with us A-J-last-name-students at the Musée du Vin. We were thoroughly taught (in French) many of the ins and outs of wine. We also tasted two reds, two whites, and a champagne.
*Trevor cooked eggs as the base for our dinner.
*We went out for some jazz following dinner. We met up with Gerald, Jill, and Sam, at Hippocampus. It was especially cool because we were pretty much the only ones there. The theme for the evening was Oldies; they played older music from France and the States, as well as a few that made me want to be back in Louisiana. Trevor and I then went to what I think is tied as my favourite jazz club, Duc du Lombard.

The Tour de Food

Hyuu! If you've been following my blog at all, you may have noted that we eat quite a bit here in Paris, and tonight was no exception. But first... I began my day by getting to my last class for the week: economics. The class definitely has the potential for some great discussion but, in the meantime, we're still trapped in learning about economic theory and the history of the European Union (mind you, all in French). At the end of class, I found out that not only do I have a different presentation partner, but I also have a different topic to work on. This'll be an interesting couple of weeks. Outside of that class, I had nothing else to do really, except think about the exciting meal that would soon ensue. (Really, I work on more than just food on any given day. :-P) On a repetitive note, tomorrow is grève day, but I found out that line 1, which is the main line that Trevor and I take since it's the closest one to us, will be operational. We're quite excited to see what Paris will be like.

So, in any case, I left the classroom building with grandious optimism and perhaps cautious enthusiasm with the meal plan Trevor and I had cooked up last night. We had divided up the grocery list, had gone through them at least 10 times to confirm what we needed to purchase, and I somehow still ended up buying salad and dressing (at least we bought different kinds of each). A few important notes about the shopping adventure:

1) I found another supermarché chain called Ed's, which seemed like it was cheaper than Franprix. Also, they had mangoes for 0,99 € each! So excited
2) Ever since French I (freshman year of high school), I have been looking for the French card game 1 000 Borne (pronounced "meel born"). I had lowering hopes as the day went by and I happened to come across a toy store by one of my stops and asked one of the workers if they happened to have the game. She looked and me and said Oui ! My eyes opened wide and I must've been too überly excited to realise that I would be paying 28 € for this game. Oh well, in my opinion, it was worth it.
3) I love the boulangerie patisserie that's like a half-minute walk from the entrance to our apartment building. Have I ever mentioned that?

So, with everything purchased and ready to go, I was about to start making dinner and then realised that Trevor and our dinner guest, Camille, wouldn't be back for another 5-6 hours, as they still had class and a movie to see for their film class. After waiting a bit, I commenced dinner preparations and got everything finished right on time. I think I've got this dinner serving thing down to a science. Voilà :

1st course: apératif + hors d'oeuvres (grilled/crisped pain de campagne rounds with tomato sauce topped off with chèvre)
2nd course: rice with cream of mushroom chicken, with a side of brocolli
3rd course: salad, with a choice of (we ended up trying both) salad dressing
4th course: cheese plate of rocquefort, chèvre, emmental, and comté, with a serving of sweet mango and a serving of sour mango, and a fresh baguette from our favourite bakery
5th course: three-part dessert -- mousse au chocolat noir with fresh berries (raspberries and blackberries... apparently really expensive here!) and a slice of galette de rois, followed by my improved chocolat chaud, along with pain au chocolat from our favourite bakery, a marshmallow bear, and a small piece of candied orange dipped in dark chocolate

Geeze, I'm getting hungry just typing the menu out. We've finally decided to slow down on the grandiose dinners, and are slowly bringing the eating to some level of cuisinary decency. However, Lauren is coming to Paris this weekend to celebrate her birthday (Joyeux anniversaire !) and the end of our "Tour de Food" will end Friday evening. Until then, bon appetit !

ps / Congratulations goes out to Camille for getting the fève, which definitely was called "Psycho Duck."

Mercredi et Jeudi, 2/5 a Bag of Pasta Goes a Long Way!

The next two days were (more or less) repeats of the first two days. I can't believe it, but I was doing the math one day and with 15 hours of class every week, we really will be completing a whole semester's worth of work in half a semester. A mon avis, that is both exciting and very scary.

My follow-up econ class on Wednesday was great, though it seems like we've dug deeper into basic economics for now, but entirely in French. We also completed a similar activity to Monday's, but had more time to go through it. My follow-up Travaux Pratique course brought both level-2 French students together and I eventually was surprised by having to go up in front of the class and do a practice entretien (interview). I can't remember if I mentioned this already, but my internship interview is this upcoming Monday. Things are beginning to get rather hectic here quite fast! For Odile's course, we had to read an article and a short story. I got through the article just fine (though, it was in English), but the short story was a bit of a challenge. However, we ended up watching the movie (which was based on the short story), so things fell into place quite nicely. The film was in French, but had English subtitles in white which, as Odile mentioned, was probably not the best idea. In any case, I think I knew enough French to understand what was going on. I quite liked it and if you get the chance, you should look it up. In English, it's called Black Girl. As a bit of a preface, following up Wednesday's courses was a meeting with Julie about our internships.

Wednesday was our planned dinner night and I aimed to go rather all out for this one. After my econ class, I went to an open air market, where I bought two much-needed scarves (only 10 €!!!) and some not-so-great cherries (I was a bit baffled as I had aimed to buy mangoes that apparently were imported from Peru). I had wanted to go to the Eiffel Tower to check and see if these old guys Trevor and I had seen the week before were playing pétanque. However, I decided I needed to get a move on prepping for dinner, if I had any chance of finishing on time to get to our meeting with Julie. I still didn't quite get around to explain what bread crumbs are to someone at the supermarché and so I decided to make the bread crumbs myself. I checked the method again on-line and realised what I had done wrong when I tried grating the bread with a grater... it was both stale and not dry enough to be broken up into pieces. So, I decided to toast the bread in the toaster oven, as I began to cook some pasta. Then, I butterflied the chicken breasts and folded ham and Leerdammer cheese into it, coating the folded chicken with the freshly toasted and crumbed breadcrumbs. I didn't quite know at the time whether the toaster oven was in Centigrade or Farenheit, so I chose to set it to 260 degrees. As it was cooking, I realised the toaster oven was in Centigrade (donc, I cooked the chicken at about 500 degrees Farenheit!). It was all good, as I had cooked it in a heavy, ceramic dish. In the end, I cooked the chicken for about 40 minutes, and the pasta for about 30 minutes, if not more. Surprisingly, it wasn't completely non-aldente, but it was definitely melt-in-your-mouth pasta. With the chicken and pasta all done, I had to rush off to the internship meeting. However, when I was on the second Métro stop, I wasn't too confident that I had shut off the stove and so had to therefore rush back upstairs to check up on it. Luckily, it hadn't been left on, but I was definitely going to run late to the meeting. Thankfully, I didn't miss much nor was I quite late; I was honestly quite relieved that others, including one of the professors, got in after I did. The meeting was yet another orientation session to the internship, particularly in preparation for our interviews. At one point, Julie kind of announced to everyone that my internship company will be paying for my lunch. (How cool is that deal?!) Speaking of food, I was getting rather hungry, so Trevor and I split from the group and made our way back home.

I had to complete some finishing touches to the dinner. After heating up the sauce and mixing it with the pasta, I poured the lot over the chicken, sprinkled quite a bit of mozarella on top and melted it all together, baking it until the cheese melted. While that was going, I had sweetened carrots boiling away. I was able to time everything together and eventually got the courses out on time. Now, I think I'm ready for my turn on "Hell's Kitchen" or something. In any case, I also made a first course of toasted bread, slices with a different cheese on it, and following that, we dug into the pasta and chicken... twice. Following that course, we had our cheese and cherries, and then somehow made room for cookies and dark chocolate covered marshmallows for dessert. OMG, was it délicieux! Perhaps unsurprisingly, we had quite a bit of pasta left over, and decided to save it for our next meal.

Thursday evening after classes, Trevor and Camille were off on take two of their movie theatre hunting adventure. They invited me to come along and we eventually found the theatre they were looking for. We briefly stopped in at a boulangerie patisserie that was nearby the theatre and then made our way back for the film. We thought it was going to be only in French, but it turned out to be in both Ukranian and German, with French subtitles. That aspect in it of itself was an academic and mindblowing challenge to get through. After the movie (which Camille had to leave early in order to make it to her host family dinner in time), Trevor and I made our way back to the house and realised that everything was pretty much closed. As we had gotten there straight from school, we hadn't eaten any dinner and thus took the opportunity to go on a food hunt. We chose to check out the Champs-Elysées, figuring it'd probably be the area that was still up around 22h00. Thankfully, we figured correctly and happened upon a great boulangerie shop place, and which was quite cheap (given the otherwise expensive nature of the CE). I bought a Caesar baguette with Orangina and a pain au chocolat for less than 7€. We then hopped back on the Métro and got back to Argentine. When we got back, I got a rather brilliant idea of eating the leftovers from Wednesday night and (I think) outdid myself again. I took the leftover pasta, and topped it off with the rest of the mozarella (that's most likely what made it taste great) and baked the lot while we ate our meal from the boulangerie shop place. When the pasta came out, the cheese had melted perfectly and had a bit of a baked crust to it. We surprised ourselves and finished the pasta; can you believe it...? The pasta, in total, was only 2/5 of the bag of pasta I bought. I have the feeling pasta in various forms will be quite the staple for us. To end off the meal, we had our usual cheese course and then got to our dessert (the pain au chocolat). Fortunately, Trevor hadn't yet tried chocolat chaud the way I had it in Noisy-le-Roi (which perhaps one reason why he responded with Pourquoi pas? to trying it), so I heated up some milk, added an ounce of dark chocolate and mixed the lot together with chocolate milk powder. Combined with the pain au chocolat, it was a great way to end yet another four-course meal.