Food in Martinique is supposed to be a mix of Creole and French, so we have been trying both. Pancakes for breakfast have been changed to B running down to the boulanger in the morning getting us fresh pain and pain au chocolat.
French wise – not much to say: Coffee, pain and croissants everyday in all shapes and sizes!
Drinking coffee with style
Dieting French style?
But in the Supermarket you find all sorts of imported foods
Norwegian salt fish!
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Paris restaurant?
We were excited to see if the creole food in Martinique was any different from the other islands. We searched the streets for the restaurant that looked the most local. We found a “whole in the wall” with an old woman as a chef and only local people eating, and decided we found our spot. I have to say, that so far I have been impressed by how my French is working out, but here, I had a challenge. This wonderfully welcoming woman and I communicated intensively. It is the same type of food here, the usual side dished of vegetables, rice and beans/lentils, and your choice of fish, chicken or, ah! Beef! Only this time, the old woman decided what we should eat. I wanted to order beef for every one, but she would not allow it. E should have the fried fish, and that was decided. Then she started talking about “something” and I thought I understood, but she probably saw the insecurity in my face because she said
“Do you understand me?”
“Yes” I said.
“So repeat what I said” with a huge grin on her face.
The food was great! She was not happy with both me an B having beef, so she said we had to come back to have the fish stew.
Also, we had the opportunity to see what the locals order, and all of the visitors (old men) started with getting a bottle of rhum and a pot of sugar on their table, and made them self an aperitif.
The kids are enjoying the food too!
Until next time! *burp*
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