It is strange that neither one of us has written about this very important subject before. After all, “what else have we got here in France but food and wine”, as our French neighbour Veronique says?
Clearly, this is a subject one should take seriously and treat with utmost reverence. So we have
embarked upon a project. Our aim is to try out all the restaurants both in Gex and in the area around. We are not yet done. But we have found some nice ones.
There is a moule restaurant just across the street. They serve mussels in all kinds of different forms, but we are not yet fully convinced of its merit. It wasn’t bad, but not wow! However, they have now opened a summer terrasse, so I think we will give them another go.
The Italian pizzeria down the road to Geneva is a good place. They make excellent pizzas in enormous real pizza ovens just by the entrance, also as take aways. And they have excellent spaghetti alle vongole. The proprietor has impressed us with his keen eye for people who come back, and his total control of all the tables, although the restaurant is big. You pay by the counter, and he always seems to know which table you’ve had and what you have eaten.
Ferney has quite a few very good restaurants, gourmet ones, and Chateau de Divonne is excellent. Both the food and the milieu – not to mention the view. But the price is also clearly higher than anywhere else we have been yet. And we have tried some restaurants in Geneva, all good.
You very quickly get used to the fact that no meal is complete without cheese. And that desserts are a must. I think I haven’t eaten this much sweets in years. The dessert in itself is not yet enough, you see. After that you will still need something sweet with your coffee.
Meals are also surprisingly large. I’ve stopped ordering menus, not because they are not often quite good value for money, but because I get far too much to eat. And I can’t stand the hurt faces of the waiters when they look at me and demand an explanation! Why haven’t I finished the food on my plate? Did I not like it? Was there something wrong? It doesn’t help one bit to try to explain that I never eat much and that I just couldn’t press down more. They clearly do not believe me. So I compose my own meals, that is much better.
And the wines! Suddenly we’ve realized that French wines do not have to cost a fortune to be really, really good. Quite the contrary. The local Caveau offers splendid wines for 8-9 euros. Box after box has already fond its way into our wine cellar, and there is still ample space for more.
Life in France could be much worse!
Annika


