Our hosts in St. Jean de Luz have the simple yet elegant dinner down to an art form – perhaps not surprising as the great Caroline is not only French, and therefore genetically advantaged on this front, but as a couple they’ve spent the past three years in Paris honing their already existing chic-ness.
After spending a completely stressless afternoon on the beach, we came home where Caro managed to pull together a perfect dinner out of thin air, without so much as breaking a sweat, or a revealing a recipe card (either of which are a given for me in the kitchen).
On the menu was steamed shrimp in the shell and buttered whole grain toasts, oven steamed hake with roasted potatoes, roasted zucchini and “salsa basque” (also known as “seperatist salsa” to my again very diplomatic husband), and for dessert, a tarte of nothing more than a fresh pastry shell baked with summer apricots and light glaze, which she whipped out with nary even a measuring cup in sight. To round out, of course there was plenty of chilled white wine (well, plenty for the others, just a taste for me in my “condition”), and a lovely tisane verveine before bedtime. Oh, but to be so effortless!