Hiya Friday. Today is my love's birthday and we are off to Versailles and one last night in Paris.
I think it's fitting that on the eve of a seminal birthday, he spent his night eating calf tete. Yes, that's right. Calf head. In mustard sauce. Even the waiter told him not to get it, but David insisted since it was the specialty of the house. The anticipation of its arrival to our table was deafening. As I ate my duck tartare with fresh apple, I knew it was going to be an experience, while David wondered if a baby animal's head was going to arrive at our table with a well cooked brain, perhaps sizzling like a fajita.
It did not disappoint. The calf tete was the most vile thing I have ever seen (no head but nasty nonetheless) and David being David described each bite, vascillating between "this is the texture of bird mucus" vs "the awfulness of this dish does not disappoint" vs. "you know what's so surprising is how the gelatin just dissolves in your mouth" And then he ate almost all of it, while I could barely touch my rather amzingly well cooked cod in port sauce. After two weeks of orgasmic eating, it was quite something, and the only consolation was my observation of this being one for the memoirs, as in:
Who else gets to eat calf's head on the banks of the Seine under the shadow of a castle in Blois on their birthday? This meal will lovingly be referred to as "The Tete Offensive" from this day forward.
He had to agree. But still we made up songs in the car on the ride back to our hotel incorporating verse aboutnthe texture of tete and how it was probably having French existential thoughts in his stomach. And this is why I adore my tall drink of Evian of a husband- he always manages to make me double over in laughter, even on a pitch black country road in France with a belly full of tete.
And that was what was up on Thursday night in Blois. Happy happy birthday to the love of my life...I can assume tonight's final meal in Paris will be brain free. XO
PS we just woke up and as I wished him a happy birthday, we noticed his tongue is black with calf brains. Merde.