French Photo Diary #5: Food Edition

For the final post about my trip to France I thought I’d put together a round up of my favourite thing about going there: the food. While I have already shared my recipe for my favourite French Hot King Prawns In Garlic Butter with you, and one of my favourite French seafood restaurants Le Cancalais, I thought I’d put together some snaps of all the other lovely things I got to tuck into!


I know you can buy fruit like this in England, but not in the same abundance, for the same price and tasting so ripe and succulent. Slightly later in the Summer you can buy whole trays of fragrant and juicy peaches and nectarines for a couple of Euros each grown in the South of France.
Ignoring the rose for a second (it is best not to get me going on my love for French wine and how overpriced it is in England), this is a traditional Breton Galette. A Galette is a savoury pancake made out of buckwheat. This one is filled with ham, cheese and a perfectly cooked egg; solid white and runny yolk.
While most of the French food I am familiar with is from the North, when I was younger I used to spend a lot of time at my Grandparents home in the South so I do know quite a bit about Southern food. One of the local restaurants in our village has opened under new ownership and now does one set menu over lunch with a slightly Southern flavour. I loved the homemade walnut and slightly heavier (and typically Southern Northern bread tends to be lighter) we were given to munch on while we waited for out meal, and this simply delicious tomato and mozzarella tart which was our set starter.
In case you had not noticed by now, I’m a massive fan of traditional British pub food. It may not be British, but I’m also a fan of the French equivalent of Tabac food. I won’t eat steak in England because I don’t like it, but there is something about the way the French cook the hard to find in England Entrecote cut that I actually really enjoy with golden French chips at lunchtime.
That was my fathers meal. The French are also fantastic a making omelettes, perfectly fluffy and light.
Back to our French kitchen for a moment, and while my father and I make Hot King Prawns in Garlic Butter as our signature lunch, we love it when my mother makes us these succulent red peppers stuffed with tomatoes and anchovies. They’re pretty simple to make too, I’ll include a recipe next time she makes them!
Growing up I was a die hard believer that anything other than sugar and lemon on a crepe ruins a crepe.  However, one day when I was in St Malo I had a set menu which I thought was fantastic value, for 12€ I enjoyed a glass of wine, Moules Mariniere with chips and a butter and sugar crepe. It was the first time I’d ever had a butter and sugar crepe, and while I know it must not be good for me, I have not had another sugar and lemon crepe ever again. This makes for such a delicious warm, sweet buttery treat instead!
Okay, I promise this is the last one then I will shut up about French seafood, but how incredible do these crab claws we picked up in the supermarket look? They tasted pretty amazing too with traditional Marie Rose sauce, rose wine and fresh crusty French bread on the patio in the sunshine at lunchtime.

If you could only eat food from one country for the rest of your life, what country would you choose? I think for me it would be a close finish between French and Italian!