It’s been a while. I am in Paris. These are the some of the fresh, amazingly beautiful things I picked up from the marché biologique (organic market!) that takes place every Saturday morning a five-or-so minute walk from my apartment. After the market, I stopped at my neighborhood boulangerie for a pain aux céréales (essentially, a wheaty/seedy baguette) for my after-dinner cheese course that I can no longer live without. Essentially, I am living my dream life right now.
But in other news: hi! I haven’t posted once in 2013. Hello, friends, hello. I am alive! Quick updates: I am studying abroad here in France this semester and I could not be in a more ideal foodie-paradise. I kid you not when I say I practically cry tears of joy every time my waiter brings me my dish at a restaurant, I take a bit of bread/cheese/yogurt/pastry, etc. The French really do food and they do it well. I have been hardly cooking at all (no, the occasional omelette, tartine, or muesli bowl do not satisfy my NEED to be cooking) and it has been really, really hard for me. I mean really hard. I live with a host family of six sooo, needless to say, I very rarely get access to the kitchen. Even when I do, it’s generally a “quick! fry an egg, slice some avocado and get out ASAP!” situation as to stay as out of the way as possible. The French are very particular about their kitchens; they do not really love other people messing around in them so much. They also take a lot of pride in the food they prepare. If a French person makes you food, I would recommend you take seconds. Oh, and you better compliment it.
All that being said, I’m pretty sure I’m meant to be French. My constant food-obsessing and preference for fresh, well-made things that has been deemed as “food snobbery” on many occasions back home is pretty much the standard here. So, essentially, I’ve found my home. I may never leave.
As much as I absolutely adore nearly all French food (notice how I say nearly all–I’m pretty sure I could live without the pigs feet, pigeon, pâté, and things like that), sometimes I just need light and fresh. And maybe not cream-based, for once. Which brings me to my very loosely (emphasis on “very”) bibimbap-inspired quinoa bowls! For 2 servings, do as follows:
2 fresh eggs
1/2 cup dry quinoa of your choice, rinsed and cooked
1 small courgette/zucchini, thinly sliced
6 (approx.) shiitake mushrooms, thinly sliced
1-2 Tbsp. olive oil
1 clove garlic
Salt and pepper to taste
(1/2 avocado, sliced and not pictured, oops!)
First of all, prepare your quinoa and set aside. Fry up your eggs and do the same. Heat up your olive oil in a pan on medium, mince your garlic, and add it to the pan, sautéing for about a minute or so. Add your zucchini and mushrooms to the pan and continue to cook for about 2-4 minutes until they’re soft, constantly stirring. Salt and pepper your veggies to taste. Put your quinoa in 2 bowls, add your veggies, put your eggs on top, et voilà ! If you’re feeling really adventurous, slice up an avocado and put it right on top. I did this as an afterthought post-photo-taking, and I’m really glad I did. Although that might just be because I have a borderline creepy obsession with avocados. But you already know that.
Now, if I were to do the more committed version of this (and by that I mean what I wish I had done/what I would have done if I wasn’t feeling quite so lazy), I would’ve poached my eggs and added thinly-sliced carrots to the veggie situation. But, alas. My limited time/resources/patience strike again.
Hopefully I can post again soon. I really have missed my blog. No promises, though! I’m too busy living la vie, you know?