After drinking more than my weight in Champagne over the holidays (okay, that’s not that hard), I decided to give up drinking for 2008. I was doing great until I was invited to an absinthe tasting last weekend at a local punk bar, Le Cantada II. How could I resist?
It was my first outing this year, and as I walked past the bars, cafés and restaurant of the Oberkampf district, I couldn’t believe that it was actually true what I was seeing: all of the Parisians were smoking outside. Even though it’s cold and raining, the terraces are packed full. I arrived at Cantada II (13 rue Moret, 11th), where goths, punks, and other mohawked misfits were also smoking outside the door. Inside the wonderfully smoke-free bar, I immediately spotted my group, looking slightly out of place among the regulars.
Adrian, Daniel, Louisa, Olivier et moi
Among the gang are a few familiar faces, including pastry chef and cookbook writer David Lebovitz (on a much needed break from finishing his latest manuscript), "Mister Wine Tasting" Olivier Magny, restaurant reviewer and palace hotel concierge Adrian Moore, and Spring owner and chef Daniel Rose. Our hosts for the evening are food journalist Louisa Chu (you’ve probably seen her hosting food shows on American TV) and our absinthe expert (and maker) Peter Schaf.
Absintheur Peter (and his wife behind the dripper).
Not only does Cantada II have the largest selection of absinthes in France (each one has its own unique taste), it also has all of the cool accessories, including the water dripper, slatted spoons and the right glassware. Peter brought a few bottle from his own collection for us to try, including a 100-year-old bottle made before the absinthe prohibition (the ban was lifted in France in 1992, FYI). As the glass was passed around, I asked "Anyone here have a cold?" But David pointed out that the 70% alcohol content would probably kill any germs anyway. Of course, he and Olivier were drinking wine, sheesh!
David, looking particularly wicked with those glowing devil horns.
After our tasting (it doesn’t take much!) a few people decided to try the bar’s "Medieval cuisine". I thought I’d have a peek before ordering myself. Well, it smelled good….
Ye olde grub (some sort of game stew).
Tried without the flash to see if it looked better…
"Get a close-up photo," says Olivier. Yeah…
I ate up the street at Nono instead. 😉
The stew was actually fine when it was hot – fairly tender chunks of venison, well seasoned with black pepper – but congealed rather unappealingly when cooled. Still better than most of the bar food in the world – hello, jalapeno poppers anyone? BTW why doesn’t anyone warn me when they’re about to take my picture and then post it on the internets? I was clearly in the middle of saying something of grave importance ya know. ;)Heather, how’s the alcohol abstinence going? Or was I your undoing for the year? 🙂
Heather, you are gorgeous
I give up drinking every day, no problem. (Just not the WHOLE day, LOL!)
Love this post. The shots of the food makes me glad I’m a quasi-vegetarian, and the one of David with horns is hilarious. Did you really give up drinking? How could you, living in Paris?I’ve taggged you! Check it out at http://vivelaslink.typepad.com/vive_la_slink/2008/01/tagged.htmlHave a spicy Parisian day,Cynthia
Um David, I REALLY hope you didn’t actually eat that stew!!
After eating that stew, I’m not surprised that people in the Middle Ages didn’t live very long.