As I was away for Cath’s birthday, she booked a table at nearby Chateau de la Gaude for a belated celebration.
When we looked at the menu there were many delicious-sounding dishes on it – but one in particular caught my eye.
Douze cuisses de grenouilles en persillade.
Now despite having lived in France for four years and been here on more holidays than I care to remember I have never tried frogs’ legs.
Les escargots? Oui. Les huîtres? Oui une fois mais jamais encore. Le foie gras – bien sûr. Mais les cuisses de grenouilles? Jamais.
So I ordered them. And???
Elles étaient exquises! Nickel. Super.
It made me wonder where they come from and I have since discovered they are not the most sustainable of foods – largely imported from Indonesia, Turkey and Albania.
Hmmm, maybe they should be an occasional treat.
Thrown to (the) Lyon 