In France, real children eat raw meat

Although I hope this blog gives insight into our lives in Cairo, occasionally we decamp for other parts. This entry finds us in Nîmes, in the south of France, where we have spent our holidays for the past seven summers.

We arrived on Saturday, having driven from Paris, via Vienne, about which more at a later time. Our hosts had not yet departed and we joined them for a meal in town — at a restaurant near the familiar pizzeria Danielli. L’imprevu serves good, straightforward food — well cooked fish, generous portions. A restaurant where the whole family can eat in elegant, but accessible surroundings.

The four adults ordered, respectively, mixed grill of fish, scallops, cod and lamb chops. And the children, aged 12 and 10? Too old for the menu d’enfant, they ordered Steak Tartare. In what parallel universe do children order raw meat, spiced with egg, pepper, tabasco?

I am impressed.


About Cleopatraknows

I was living and working in Cairo. Now in New York City, which is another city that never sleeps.
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