tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post5917695671405544506..comments2024-03-28T11:41:43.558+01:00Comments on Living the life in Saint-Aignan: Dinner, the tides, and the rainKen Broadhursthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04430899802705818716noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post-55696203422188870302007-03-13T20:55:00.000+01:002007-03-13T20:55:00.000+01:00Moi aussi, j'ai horreur de manger la mince carapac...Moi aussi, j'ai horreur de manger la mince carapace des p'tites crevettes grises, ça gâche le plaisir !<BR/><BR/>Mais, j'adore passer au four des assez grosses crevettes roses du genre "bouquets", ça leur donne un p'tit goût sympa, c'est ma belle-soeur qui fait ça et elle m'a convertie :-) Pas besoin que les crevettes soient hyper grosses, et juste quelques minutes dans le four, on les épluche et on se régale :-) Bises et bonne soirée ! MarieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post-6349462501069156922007-03-12T11:29:00.000+01:002007-03-12T11:29:00.000+01:00Hello papadelesdeux, thanks for the comment. I gue...Hello papadelesdeux, thanks for the comment. I guess you saw that Walt and I lived in SF from 1986 until 2003. I left a comment on your blog.<BR/><BR/>Peter, how much is there to learn? Don't you just eat the shells? Do you remove the legs or something? I grew up eating shrimp on the N.C. coast and eating the shells just goes against the grain as far as I'm concerned. I have eaten those tiny <I>crevettes grises</I>, shell and all, but don't particularly enjoy them.Ken Broadhursthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04430899802705818716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post-62608340885130250332007-03-11T23:49:00.000+01:002007-03-11T23:49:00.000+01:00Next time we're together, I'll have to teach you h...Next time we're together, I'll have to teach you how to eat shrimp and prawns in their shells, which can be very tasty.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post-60903496609871039372007-03-11T19:34:00.000+01:002007-03-11T19:34:00.000+01:00An impressive description Ken. Lately I have felt...An impressive description Ken. Lately I have felt a little house - er apartment - bound. And since my partner ran off to the Alps this week on a ski trip and left me here all to my lonesome, I decided to start a little belated blogging to see what I would find in the way of other Americans wasting away in France. :)<BR/><BR/>I moved to France in 2003 as well! After 25+ years in San Francisco and "alentours". Sort of a 50th aniversary to myself.<BR/><BR/>Nice to see others who made the leap. Best regards.Papadesdeuxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11629184020220545924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post-14011420353811332412007-03-11T15:23:00.000+01:002007-03-11T15:23:00.000+01:00Great to hear from you, Dennis. Maybe we will have...Great to hear from you, Dennis. Maybe we will have to go back to the Mont one day, just to have a meal at La Mère Poulard. I want to hear the beating of the eggs. KenKen Broadhursthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04430899802705818716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071407.post-11670174587074795822007-03-11T14:18:00.000+01:002007-03-11T14:18:00.000+01:00Ken and Walt,The first time Gloria and I went to t...Ken and Walt,<BR/><BR/>The first time Gloria and I went to the Mont, it was awful: pushy crowds.The second time we stayed at the other end of the causeway. We decided to eat at Mere Poulard because, after all, we don't live so close as you do and this was probably our last visit there. I can still hear the rhythm of the cooks beating the eggs. Dum-chicky-chicky-chicky. Dum-chicky. Dum-chicky.Etc. It was fun just to watch them. We were seated in the no-smoking section (until the couple sat down next to us and proceeded to smoke a half-pack of cigarettes between them). The lamb was excellent, the omelet way too big. We each had a coup de champagne and, after two little sips, I spilled mine. Service was ok but a little perfunctory. <BR/>This entry of yours reminded me so clearly of what it is actually like to eat in a restaurant like this. The detail was so evocative.<BR/>By the way, I am recovering well from the heart attack I had three weeks ago today.<BR/>Dennis MartinAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com