At Le Baron Rouge on Rue Théophile Roussel,
people were lined up to eat oysters on the street.
Monsieur was shucking quickly for the waiting crowd.
It was as close to a "feeding frenzy" as you will find in Paris.
(Merci, for the correction, mes amies -
I was "eating on the flea" and I meant "eating on the thumb")
Le Baron Rouge, wine bar
1, rue Théophile Roussel
75012 Paris
13 comments:
Hmmmm sounds and looks delicious to me!! Great shots as always, Genie! Hope you enjoyed some of the oysters, too!
Hugs
Sylvia
Nice shot! It is always nice to get some food sur le pouce.
Looks delicious. Hope you enjoyed the taste too. I know it sounds like the comment of Sylvia K but you can do not better with these photo's.
how fresh this looks!
Had to laugh at this! I think you mean 'sur le pouce'(quickly/standing up), since 'sur la puce' would mean 'on the flea'.
'Une puce'is also, curiously enough, a microchip i.d. for a dog.
That said, I love oysters!
I haven't had oysters in quite some time.
Genie,
I am sorry to say that I am not an oyster eater. As a matter of fact, I absolutely abhor them. My one and only experience with them was once when I was with my uncle in Florida and he ordered 12 of them. He encouraged me to eat one and although I was very leery, ( not knowing to swallow them whole), I bit into it and it hung down on my lower lip. I still remember the cold and slimy feeling associated with it. Sigh...I guess I'm just not that adventurous! LOL
Great shot, Genie! I was not a fan until I traveled to the Bassin d'Arcachon, near Bordeaux, and was served super-fresh farmed oysters (they tasted like the primordial sea) and white wine—for breakfast! Miam.
Not a huge fan of oysters... ah well!
Thanks for all that info. Genie: I loved... reading all about you. Will be in touch when I come up for air!
Ah, my French-speaking friends have come to my rescue... It just did not sound right to me but I was pronouncing "pouce" and wondered why it just did not look/sound right. Always learning....
Alexa, you made my mouth water with that description! And for petit dejeuner to boot! That is my friend Isabelle's region so it must go on my "to do" list.
I started eating oysters at an early age and remember eating them "on site" on the water's edge... Amazing that I did not get sick! We enjoy them prepared and raw, fried, in gumbo, in a cream-based stew, Rockefeller, bienville, lightly cooked in butter and wine, in a loaf, and in a poorboy (poboy) sandwich of New Orleans French bread...
Miam-miam!
Bises,
Genie
Not my cup of tea but it's a great shot.
WEll I had oysters in Paris for the first time with Peter. They brought a huge tray with four delicious varieties and as I perused the situation I realized that, "Toto, we're not in Alabama anymore!". No crackers, no chili sauce laced with dollops of horseradish!!! OK then, I sprinkled a little vinegar from the cup, squirted the lemon and ate from the shell. What I was not expecting was the news that in Paris, it's perfectly acceptable to slurp the juice. Who knew!!!
V
No slurping here...that's one delicacy I can't quite warm up to!!! But the photo's a delight!!!
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