tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419977290848111348.post8278439668207810336..comments2022-04-22T03:00:00.740-07:00Comments on Hardboiled Chef: The Children's MenuC. Archambaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14520292711412186219noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419977290848111348.post-89122547676308757582012-06-25T08:44:43.360-07:002012-06-25T08:44:43.360-07:00parents should never ever ever order from a childr...parents should never ever ever order from a children's menu, actually I go so far as to say any good resturant shouldnt offer a 'chidlren's menu' at all - the meer sight of a piece of paper or section specifically for kids makes me want to leave the joint. Give the kid asparagus now, it takes them time to develop the taste for it. Fois gras has been enjoyed by the three bells as have clams and crab; dangerous to introduce a child to great food so early as they do develop a taste for it and it can be awfully expensive, me warned. Happy to say that they wont actually eat a happy meal and have been offered two in their almost 6 and 3 years, both were declared to be 'horrible!'. Yeah the parents win!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419977290848111348.post-26587600050503990212011-08-27T14:35:59.731-07:002011-08-27T14:35:59.731-07:00Hello! Nice to see some comments. Spread the wor...Hello! Nice to see some comments. Spread the word and keep 'em coming...makes it all worthwhile. (I'll keep my foie gras hidden from Dom!)C. Archambaulthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14520292711412186219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419977290848111348.post-18153539301406732512011-08-27T10:20:04.627-07:002011-08-27T10:20:04.627-07:00Sorry, clearly can't spell today - I meant foi...Sorry, clearly can't spell today - I meant foie gras.Dom's Mumnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419977290848111348.post-20808653470654218112011-08-27T10:11:58.414-07:002011-08-27T10:11:58.414-07:00Lucky him, to have a chef for a father, catering t...Lucky him, to have a chef for a father, catering to his every whim. When Dom was about two, we accompanied my husband on a business trip to Paris. It was late in the evening and we stopped at a typical restaurant in one of the main tourist areas and we were about to enjoy some fois gras when Dom, seemingly asleep, woke up, reared up out of his pushchair and demanded the fois gras. Given a small amount on melba toast, he demolished it and then insisted on having the rest! So, in order to keep peace reigning in the restaurant, I gave in!Dom's Mumnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419977290848111348.post-61269775719591741532011-08-26T21:49:12.829-07:002011-08-26T21:49:12.829-07:00That is hilarious and informative at the same time...That is hilarious and informative at the same time! A good read. Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com