Mother's Day, or la Fête des Mères, was a few weeks back in France.
Wouldn't it be fun to have a family who plotted and actually cooked a special Mother's Day meal?
Or one that made secret reservations for some great restaurant?
Are any of you so lucky? I'm not, but I can't complain. My family always treats me to some nice gifts for Mother's Day, and the holiday is certainly never forgotten. But the food is up to me.
This year I really did it my way: yummy stuff with as little preparation and complicated cooking as possible.
A nice jar of foie gras:
Simple seared salmon:
Some vegetables and cheese that didn't make the photo ops, and whatever was in the freezer for dessert -- in this case, a selection of mini-desserts from Géant:
I'm not a big dessert eater -- nor maker -- so a Mother's Day dessert with instructions limited to "Thaw in the refrigerator for three hours" was just dandy in my book.
A lovely meal indeed -- because I did it my way. Comme d'habitude.
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