Lately I’ve been wanting to make macaroni and cheese but every time I think about the effort, I get really lazy. Then I came across a macaroni and cheese recipe made in a mug. You know how I love mug recipes…
Suddenly, it no longer seemed so daunting. Five minutes. No stove required. Even I could handle this.
It’s not actually anything particularly new. I remember during my college days people would make pasta in the microwave. But I’d forgotten about it, and I’d never actually done macaroni and cheese in the microwave before, or all made into a mug, so it was still fun. And so easy.
DH and I recently returned from our honeymoon, otherwise known as the most exhausting vacation we’ve ever been on. We’re now in recovery mode, but already I miss the food. During our short trip we managed to hit Paris, Rome and Florence. We took over 100 gb of photos, so I have a lot to share.
I’ve wanted to go to Paris for as long as I can remember, so our honeymoon was a great excuse for me to finally get my chance to visit. While we had many amazing meals in Paris, my favorite one by far was at this little old world bistro known as Joséphine “Chez Dumonet”.
Researching for Paris was hard. There was an abundance of recommendations, sources I wasn’t so sure of, and I had limited time for research due to my upcoming nuptials. Luckily for me, Cathy of gastronomyblog was visiting Paris a few weeks before me and generously shared her itinerary.
While making my reservations for our meals in Paris, I learned a few things. First, most restaurants are closed Sundays and Mondays making it quite hard to fit in all the meals I wanted. Second, Parisians eat late. Most places didn’t even open until 7:30 and it’s quite common to eat around 9 or 10.
We arrived early to our reservation, only to find to the restaurant not even open. There wasn’t much wandering to be done because all the surrounding shops closed at 7, but finally we went back at 7:30 and were seated. Despite making reservations weeks in advance, and the dining room being completely empty when we arrived, we were told the only seating available for us was in the back of the restaurant by the kitchen. Since we didn’t have much of a choice, we agreed, and I thought it’d be nice to see the cooking in action.
What the head waiter failed to mention was that next to the kitchen also meant next to the restrooms. At least we were seated across from the restroom and not right next to it. We soon learned that this seemed to be the little room for foreigners. Everyone seated in our section were foreign like us, and despite complaints, they were not given better seats either. This sort of behavior though was something we got used to and experienced through much or our stay in France and Italy.
Complimentary white wine
The meal started with a complimentary glass of white wine. It was light and fruity and a nice way to start the meal.
We were then given a complimentary cup of cold gazpacho soup. I’ve never been a fan of this soup but DH loved his.
No meal would be complete without some crusty bread. We were so hungry that we devoured the entire basket. Unlike the US, instead of the basket being taken away, it was promptly refilled so we had fresh bread all night long.
Morilles Farcies (1/2 order; 24€ )
With the menu being in French, we relied on our waiter for recommendations. He recommended this starter, mushrooms stuffed with foie gras and ground meat.
I found the sauce a little too powerful, but DH enjoyed it so much he mopped up the gravy with bread.
I love how easy it is to make your own chocolate bark. It’s been one of those candy items I’ve always refused to buy since it’s so ridiculously easy to make.
Normally I don’t like eating large quantities of white chocolate because it’s so sweet, but if you’re working with Oreos, the dark chocolate or even milk chocolate just doesn’t look the same.