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.
I used to make a meal out of these when I worked in Spain. Boquerines I think they called them. Much better than frozen whitebait here. They were supposed to be tapas but I used to have a big heap of them with chopped tomato and bread.ReplyDelete
Once started, it difficult to stop. They are best eaten in big piles; as you so rightly say. At the restaurant I mentioned, they simply kept coming until we said "No More".Delete
That was tiring work catching all those little fish one by one. They needed plenty of protein and liquid to recover. Little Caspar was delightful, whatever he was sayingReplyDelete
He was saying that it was his first time fishing. I suspect it won't be his last.Delete
I wouldn’t mind going out for a walk with Vincent, Arthur and their mates ! They certainly live the good life. XXXXReplyDelete
They're great little films, filled with fun, frolics, and wonderful food. This particular one was quite near here.Delete
I remember buying spratts when the kids were small, some of them liked them and some of them didn't. Tom and I loved them, the only problem was the whole house smelled of fish for a couple of days, lolReplyDelete
Yes, I loved Sprats too. I wonder if they're still sold?Delete
Not so keen with the heads still on personally.ReplyDelete
Best not to look, just enjoy the crunch.Delete
When I first glanced at the title of this post I thought it said "Fishing for Toddlers". Ha!ReplyDelete
Well, there was one toddler fishing for tiddlers.Delete
Reminds me of when I went to Yarmouth a couple of years ago and got first catch of the season. Must go back for more. I love them. The man called them sprats, much the same thing.ReplyDelete
I love sprats; haven't had any for years. We have excellent fish here, but I've never seen sprats.Delete
Listen to those fellows, having a wonderful time and doing it all in French.ReplyDelete
It's amazing, they all seem to have learnt French here. It must be the education system.Delete
Very tasty! What were they eating on bread out of the tin? Very chunky paté?ReplyDelete
I think he said it was paté with 'espelette'; which is a hot chilli from the Spanish border area. My preferred paté.Delete
I'm sure this is a very tasty meal. That said, I do have an aversion to eating anything with the head in place sitting on a platter. Many years ago, a friend had been trout fishing and said we were going to BBQ trout and I was to bring the trout to the outside grill when the grill was hot. In my effort to prep the trout for cooking, I cut the heads off and brought the trout outside to the grill. My friend was aghast when he saw the trout headless. I must admit they looked very small headless. As we know, small trout is not what a trout fisherman aspires to.ReplyDelete
If you removed the head and tail from these little fish, there wouldn't be much left. Open your mouth and think of England (other countries are available).Delete