Dienstag, 25. Dezember 2012

Joel Robuchon or the best mashed potatoes in the world

If you think of haute cuisine mashed potatoes are probably the last thing coming to your mind. But with Joel Robuchon this might be a mistake, as he has the most velvety, rich, creamy version you will ever encounter. The deep, caramel hue (minus the sweetness) will linger on your tastebuds long enough to send you to heaven and back.

 Of course there are many other dishes to choose from... a cherry soup
Followed by a caviar dish, this time different from the one in London
Foie Gras, an eternal favorite when being at Robuchon. Slightly crispy and then melting like butter in your mouth. The fruit always compliment it so well.
Chanterelle soup
Quail and a dollop of the infamous mash... needless to say I gladly accepted a second when I was offered one
Coconut cream on passion fruit sorbet and rum granité
 Cheese cake with basil sorbet
I'm looking forward to going again next year

Montag, 17. Dezember 2012

Training can be beautiful...

...when it's in France. Near Paris, this summer at Château Mello.


And yes, I went to Paris afterwards. Shopping and food to follow.

Sonntag, 16. Dezember 2012

Ladies' lunch @ Meinls

Last Friday was unusually calm, so I had time to attend the lunch at Meinls, organized by the lovely Macs. She also prepared a beautiful flower decor for everyone.

Anna baked Kelly-shaped cookies dipped in chocolate and got Hermessence vials for us. Look at those cute bag-shaped sugar pieces too! What a great detail to the yummy cookies.

I was also able to try out Macs' Birkin 35cm, which definitely was smaller than my 40cm. My next B shall be in a pop color, so the 35cm would be perfect for it. It was nice to see the girls again and getting to know new Hermès fans ;-) Thanks again for the great afternoon!

The holy grail

It's impossible they said. It would be fun I thought...

Many thanks to the lovely SAs at Hermès, Madison Ave, NYC.

Donnerstag, 17. Mai 2012

Monday mornings...

are downright horrible. Especially when you gotta get up at 5 AM, or earlier. I'm simply unable to fall asleep before midnight so imagine the damage. Next thing you know you're sitting in a cab to the airport. Then you're trying to sleep a bit on the way and simultaneously hoping that you're not getting into an accident since your driver is probably just as tired as you. Fast forward the airport routine you're standing in the cold, waiting for the people in front of you to take their seat so that you can finally try to continue trying to sleep. But I still love my job