FOOD CLUB

I got invited to be a founding member of the Bratislava chapter of this international food club called the Confrerie de la Chaine des Rotisseurs. Something like the Fraternal Order of Roasters and Grillmen. www.chaineparis.org for the whole story.

This came about because my friends, Charles and Maria, own two nice restaurants in town and they want to kick it up a notch. By that, I mean they want a more educated and sophisticated clientele. They somehow tapped into the Vienna chapter of this group and, Ta Da, we had a meeting and a lunch today with a small group to get things up and running.

I emerged as Charge de Presse.

The lunch was to die for . . . even more impressive when I found of from Charles after the fact that the head chef was stricken with the flu last night and the chef who took over thought it was DINNER, not LUNCH. He pulled it out, and we were none the wiser.

The menu was as follows:

Spicy chicken wings and grated celeriac salad
Deep-fried shrimps with a sweet and sour forest fruit sauce
Steak Rossini served with roast potatoes, crunchy vegetables, and a red wine sauce
Baked Alaska with raspberry coulis
red and white wine and coffee

Dr. Atkins is whirling like a lathe, I know.

So now we have about a month to round up about 35 people so we can qualify to be a chapter. I will keep you posted on our progress.

The guest from the Vienna chapter told me that he knows a man who has some imperial train cars . . . one can hire them and have them attached to a train and have parties. Hmmm.