“I
will never understand how on earth French food has this great reputation. Those heavy sauces play havoc with your
digestion, and just the thought of swallowing snails makes me want to throw up. As for that cheese that smells like sweaty
feet…”
Selva tried to get him to stop, but he
wouldn’t give up.
“Is there anything to beat the flavor of fresh vegetables cooked in
olive oil, for instance? Can you tell me
how they justify ruining the flavor of beautiful fish by smothering it in all
those sauces?”
“Why on earth have we come here, then, if you hate the food so much?”
“Because their wines are absolutely magnificent.”
(from Last Train
to Istanbul by Ayse Kulin)
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