My Life in France by Julia Child

March 10, 2012 § Leave a comment

Julia, describing her first sole meunière in the French countryside after arriving with her husband Paul from America:

I closed my eyes and inhaled the rising perfume. Then I lifted a forkful of fish to my mouth, took a bite, and chewed slowly. The flesh of the sole was delicate, with a light but distinct taste of the ocean that blended marvelously with the browned butter. I chewed slowly and swallowed. It was a morsel of perfection.”

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