I am the luckiest girl in the world. I have returned home from a gastronomic pilgrimage in France. I am jet lagged and ten pounds heavier, but let me say it was worth every ounce. Working at a culinary school definitely has its perks, especially at the Auguste Escoffier School of Culinary Arts. Once or twice a year the company sends over a small group of students and employees to France to see the Escoffier Museum and, of course, EAT! Words cannot express how grateful I am that I was able to go on this trip.
In a nutshell, it was 5 days of non stop eating and drinking. Our tour guide, Chef Michel Bouit of Michel Bouit International, was a spunky Frenchman who knew the South of France better than the back of his hand. We explored wineries, olive oil producers (which was a tiny old farm house), confiseries, patiseries, farmers markets, the Escoffier Museum, and I even got to stick my toes in the Mediteranean.
After our time in Nice, we took a fast train to Paris, which I admittedly most of the way due to 2 bottles of wine the night before. The country side was picture perfect like something from an old painting. In Paris, the wining didn’t stop and certainly didn’t slow down. Between nibbles, I got to see the Eiffel Tower, the outside of the Louvre (the line to get in was a quarter mile long!), the oldest department store in Paris, one of the first kitchen supply stores, and explore the local night life.
I truly believe that part of my heart is still across the Atlantic. I don’t think it is yearning to come back to the States any time soon, if ever, but I can hear it calling for my return to France. Some day…
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