Yes, that is duck.
Yes, I consider myself (mostly) vegetarian. So let me explain.
During my sophomore year of high school, my French teacher took our class out to lunch at the local French restaurant for a taste (littéralement) of culture. I was still at the stage in my life where steak au poivre was my go-to order at a schmancy dining establishment. That day, I had the duck, which was hands-down the best piece of meat I have ever tasted. It was salty. It was sinewy.
And apparently, it was irreplaceable.
So even with the norm of vegetarianism, I’m still tempted to find that kind of duck once again. And when my roommate’s Dad offered to treat 3 young college girls to a swanky dinner, at a restaurant with
absolutely no limited vegetarian entrees, I conceded, “Pourqoui pas?”
So, oui. Le canard.
In all honesty, I was pretty full already from appetizers!
And then, there was dessert…
It was a lovely dinner, and I like to think that my roommate’s Dad was happy about treating us solely because I mentioned my pending job as a riflery counselor at camp this summer. Apparently, gun skills make for passionate conversation.
4 days later…
Cristin, I attempted to make some collard wraps out of the leftover duck and potatoes. I tried, I really did!
But alas, leftover meat just doesn’t fly with me. (Hah! Fly! That’s terrible…) I couldn’t even finish a quarter of these. Ah well. Back to my veggies 🙂
Do you make “exceptions” on your food choices while dining out? How soon do you eat your leftovers, if any?