pAris: A Tail of 270 fishes (Or Oy Les Ouiex!!)

The next day on the table were two bus tubs full of whole fish but little ones. Some mini crabs, and eel etc. It looked like by-catch to me. Pascal said Fish Soup Starter with lamb rack and crème brule. I thought we would pick through and choose fish to use. Nope we talked about fish looked at the fish on my pants and damned if there wasn’t one in the bin that was the same size same color as one on my pants. Ha ha ha both bins into the pot end of laughing. We four looked at each other. I’m thinking it will boil and be good, Joyce is thinking it will be well sieved and be good, Janet is thinking ‘I may move from “no redmeat vegitarian” to ‘vegan’ Nick was just in shock. We all just tried to put the giant pot on the stove out of our mind but Pascal kept asking Joyce if she wanted the ‘step stool’ to see into the pot and I can see she is thinking ‘no thanks I’m worried they will still be seeing me’. We got on with the lamb and who knew that “frenching” lamb rack is easy? We did the racks and made crumbs for it and the dessert. Then the soup was ready but he used this screw sieve thing that pushed a lot through we could get out fast enough and went out to wait.

The soup came and was very strong tasting. I liked it but didn’t dig to deep. I likened it to the black lagoon “everything fine on the surface just spoon the broth off, don’t go looking for monsters” Janet couldn’t touch it and Nick and Joyce found it strong. I said to the waiter “please make sure that Chef knows this is mine.” (Referring to the empty soup bowl -- little butt kisser!)

That afternoon we went to a winery,

candy fruit factory, olive mill, chocolatier and