I mentioned once before that as a small child I was taken to a wonderful Northern French outdoor restaurant which had a stream running through the middle of it. Nets-full of small fish were dragged from the water, dusted in flour and instantly deep fried. They then arrived at our table within a minute or two. It was probably my first true gastronomic experience; I loved it.
So, here are those bonviveurs Vincent and Arthur doing much the same, but much older than I was, and with a bunch of mates. Just looking at those plates of deep fried tiddlers (goujons) takes me straight back to that magical day at the restaurant.
And, oh, look away at 3 mins 20. That steak is pornographic...I'm drooling.