It is fascinating how a small circle of batter can carry with it such confusion from the way it is pronounced to its origin. I will be the first to admit that apart from enjoying these fancy little treats, I didn’t give its history much thought until I discovered La Belle Miette. It was here that I first heard the word MacarOn (Mah-Ka-Rhon) used instead of MacarOOn ( Mak-Kah-Roon) to describe these fragile cookies. This had me intrigued as I have always pronounced it like the latter and there was no way the Master Chef judges could get it wrong too or could they? Read More
French food has to rank up there as one of my all time favourite cuisines. After my brief holiday in France in 2008, I was hopelessly hooked to the French way of dining. So whenever an opportunity presents itself to try out a new French restaurant that I’ve never been, I jump at the chance. Did Frenchy’s Bistro’s dinner meal delight and enthral me like our previous French restaurant did? Read More
The topic of dining French came about when Eddie unabashedly proclaimed that the closest he has ever come to French cuisine is French Fries. Still reeling from his humble admission and with only one week left until our dinner date, I had to find an appropriate restaurant that featured a good variety of traditional dishes to tempt Eddie’s virgin palate. Desperate attempts were made to secure a table at France-Soir, Libertine and Bistro Thierry but alas, my efforts were to no avail. Refusing to resign to the fact that French was looking very bleak and with no options left, Jon grabbed the Entertainment Book for ideas. With apprehension and lacking all confidence, I called Chez Olivier to book a table for four at 7.30pm on a Saturday night. The staff was very friendly and was swift to offer us a 6pm or 8.30pm seating but sensing my hesitation, she quickly told me 7.30pm was indeed possible. Voila!!! Our love story with Olivier began. Read More