I'm so hungry I could eat a...
Well, that's just not the case, though once Liz and I, after seeing a bullfight in southern France, stumbled on the bull's severed head out in front of the town's butcher shop. Such a barbarous country, France.
In fact, the food at the Dubai World Cup was top-notch. I was so impressed, in fact – my normal diet consists of falafel and chicken pita sandwiches – that I transcribed the labels along the buffet. In this, I met some resistance from the chef, but intrepid reporters can't back down from this sort of fearless coverage. The readers of elktown deserve to know what was served, and here it is:
- Beef carpaccio with rocket leaves and parmesan shavings
- Grilled medallion of venison with shallots and fresh chanterelles
- Paupiette of sole fillet poached in a chardonnay broth, flavoured with fennel and coriander
- Pan-roasted of Guinea – Fowl, sautéed foie gras and stuffed red cabbage with oven- dried figs
- Lamb Noisette a la tapenade, with cassoulet of summer beans and pommes Parisian
- Salmon Galantine rolled with julienne vegetables and anis
(I skipped this one.) - Prime rib of beef with Yorkshire pudding
- Roasted smoked chicken breast with pine nut and wheat salad
- Grilled salmon fillet with champagne sabayon lump eggs
- Roast leg of veal with roasted figues (Is this different than a regular fig? I don't know.)
I didn't write down all the desserts. They were all variations on this theme:
- Carmelized hazelnut and chocolate mille feuille
In American dollars, that converts to the tidy sum of… let's see… six bucks.