PARIS -- It may not be the healthiest sandwich. And it’s certainly not the cheapest. But it has truffles, so for this one time there’s no point really in counting calories or euros. Ahh, black truffle from the Rhône Valley or Périgord Valley, minced between two slices of country sourdough bread with a little salted butter. I’m in heaven – until I remember the price: 65 euros ($84).
For some, this signature dish of Michel Rostang, a chef with two Michelin stars to his name, isn’t new. What is new is that at the Grande Épicerie du Bon Marché, an upscale super market in Paris’ 7th arrondissement, this infamous sandwich is now available for takeout.
Sold from a sophisticated case, slipped inside of an elegant fabric pouch, the sandwich is still protected by cellophane, a much less distinguished aesthetic. Don’t expect to sink your teeth immediately into this chic snack. It can only be enjoyed once baked golden, four minutes per slice. In short, for a noontime snack in a corner office, this sandwich is a waste. Especially if all you have at work is a microwave. That would be a faux pas indeed.
Oh well, it will have to wait for the evening. Finally, the awaited hour arrives. The house begins to take on that distinct aroma. Naturally, the whole family gathers in the kitchen. To share? No way. Absolutely out of the question. But I’m outnumbered. In the end I relent, holding back the tears as I cut the sandwich into small pieces. I still manage three mouthfuls: an earthy aroma that clings to the palate, and a strong luxurious aftertaste.
I’ve learned my lesson. Next time, to enjoy this selfish pleasure, I’ll reserve it directly with the chef. A table set for one, s’il vous plaît.
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Photo - Vic Lic
