“Why are there two kilos of sea salt in the hand luggage?” “Because I already packed the three kilos of cocoa powder and thought you might moan if I put the salt in there as well … dear.” Really, husbands can be so obtuse sometimes. In My Kitchen this month are my Parisian finds from our recent trip, starting with the salt.
I do like this French sea salt, with it’s characteristic grey colour and moist texture. In Australia, a kilo of this salt will set me back a minimum of $12/kilo, so when I found it for €1.32/kilo I had to buy at least a couple of packets.
We discovered dark chocolate with cocoa nibs in Germany, but didn’t buy nearly enough. So I snapped up a few more bars when I stumbled across it in Paris. The Princess wanted to try the 99% chocolate so I also bought a couple of small bars. She seems quite partial to it and has already polished one off.
I’ve been wanting to try my hand at baking with lavender for a while, so was quite happy to find this packet of organic lavender tea. I was taken by the colour of the porcini pasta, so added it to the growing stack of purchases.
The local organic supermarket in Paris had this great easy dessert range; just add milk, set in the fridge et voila … dessert. At less than one euro each I decided I should try them all.
This grain mustard is divine. My friend brought me back a jar when he was in France, which I have just finished. This jar replaces the empty one and will last me for a while. French sardines are reputed to be excellent, so I slipped a couple of tins into the luggage so I could determine the truth for myself.
I am now the proud owner of a small nugget of Bronte pistachio paste. Bronte pistachios are grown in Sicily and are apparently the key ingredient in a sublime pistachio gelato. I love pistachio gelato and have been searching for this paste for a while. It is nigh on impossible to find here (and also in Paris if the fact that I got the last one on the shelf is anything to go by). It is safely stashed in the freezer until ice cream season.
The Princess bought this almond paste to eat for breakfast, but then got sidetracked by the Normandy butter with flecks of sea salt that she spread on her morning croissant. I couldn’t leave this behind as it is made from Sicilian almonds. Maybe they will be as good as the pistachios.
And then there is the cocoa powder. Three whole kilos of the darkest, most sublime cocoa powder, which I purchased for the same price as one kilo in Perth. Then Mr Grumpy made me carry it back to the apartment.
A good haul by any standards, and not too difficult to wrest through the Metro to the airport. To see what is happening in other people’s kitchen this month head over to the lovely Celia at Fig Jam and Lime Cordial.