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Cargando... Where Shall We Go For Dinner?: A Food Romancepor Tamasin Day-Lewis
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Tamasin and her companion Rob set out with no real plan for the forthcoming year other than that each trip offers the possibility of perfection and discovery of something new. Whether investigating the food scene in San Francisco, sipping a cocktail in Venice, or walking down Sullivan St in New York to dine on fried chicken at the Blue Ribbon, they always set out in hope of the perfect dinner. They may find it at a small café in the hills of Santo Stefano Belbo in Piemonte, or snacking on falafel in a warm wad of pitta bread at Mamoun's, a hole in the wall in Greenwich Village. Sometimes they try too hard and don't find it at all, but even the disappointment is food for thought...and there is always tomorrow. No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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She is prepared to try anything that isn't still alive & kicking! Some of her more unusual dishes are prepared from road kill - roast badger, blackbird pie, hedgehog cooked in clay (eeek!)
I found her a writer of great literary skill combining all my favourite things - travel memoir, restaurant reviews, fascinating background information on the ingredients she uses, practical advice and lots of yummy recipes. I also love her and her partner's dedication to finding the source of the food they cook with, travelling to meet the people who produce it.
Her descriptions of food are so poetic and mouthwatering that I have to give you an example of her description of eating a plate of stuffed zuccini flowers with fresh ricotta and buffalo mozzarella:
"The batter is so light it could almost lead you to believe it isn't several thousand calories a mouthful, its a virtual batter, a homeopathic potency of deep-fried nothingness. It is primrose pale, so crisp it shatters in the mouth once its hermetic seal is broken and the intensified flavours within are released to flood onto the tongue in a woosh of perfect contrast: creaminess, springy softness, milkiness with a lactic twinge."
If you are a foodie, don't miss this one!