My monthly in my kitchen post this month comes to you from Paris, where I have been visiting my aunt and uncle for the last week, as part of a fabulous holiday.
One of my favourite features of the in my kitchen posts is that they are written by bloggers around the world – I’m always intrigued to see what kitchens outside Australia have in them, and I’m often in awe of the goodies I see. Over this past week in Paris it has truly been wonderful to explore all the little boulangerie, boucherie, fromagerie, épicerie and other specialty food shops around this glorious city.
Please read others’ kitchen adventures too – all curated by the fabulous Celia from Fig Jam and Lime Cordial.
In my kitchen…
… are these beautiful wooden utensils from E. Dehillerin, possibly the most famous kitchen shop in Paris. I desperately wanted to buy one of the copper pots they are famous for, however with the smallest weighing what felt like over a kilo (and I wanted one that was decidedly larger than small!), I decided against it. I really didn’t want to pay postage on top of the very hefty price, and I REALLY don’t want to carry it for the next five weeks of my trip! And, let’s face it, I can use my lack-of-purchase as an excellent reason to return to Paris again.
I did purchase a few wooden items – salad servers and a slotted wooden spoon. I have one of these spoons at home (without the E. Dehillerin stamp) and it’s my favourite. Perfect for soups, stews, casseroles, as well as scrambled egg and bacon. A fitting souvenir from a wonderful week.
… it isn’t a visit to Paris without shopping at the local markets. Much of our haul from Friday is currently filling the apartment with gorgeous smells as the pork is roasting for an Easter feast. My aunt has never had roast fennel (!!) so we are having the pork with that, roast potatoes, asparagus and carrot. I particularly love how the pork was sold to us wrapped in a waxed paper – something that would be very unlikely in Australia.
In my kitchen…
… and of course it isn’t a visit to Paris without eating half your body weight in cheese, pate and baguette. And having red wine with every meal. Or champagne. Which I have done. However I have also walked an average of about 15,000 steps a day since I’ve been away, so I figure I can eat all the cheese I like. At least this week.
In my kitchen…
… is a new cookbook. I think I have mentioned before that one of the souvenirs I buy myself when I am on holidays is a cookbook that represents the food of the region. I thought that a cookbook of French sauces was appropriate. Yes, it’s all in French, but I know enough to translate the ingredients and method for most of these recipes. I’m looking forward to making a few of these meals when I get home.
Do you buy yourself foodie souvenirs when you travel? And what are they?