In France you can get really nice chips. Lovely, skinny crispy chips, slightly salted. If I haven’t had chips by the end of a week in France I start to get chip deprivation syndrome. Which is strange, because I rarely eat chips at home in the UK.
Such was the case on New Year’s Eve. We were looking forward to a nice dinner with our friends Chris and Gail in the evening so we went to Loches to catch the last hour or so of the market and grab a light lunch. What I really wanted was chips.
After a browse round the market on what was really quite a dull and dismal day, we went in search of lunch. Lots of restaurants were closed for annual holidays and we really didn’t fancy the menu at most of the ones that were open. Then we spotted this place.
It had a board outside advertising various snacks. One of them was hamburger and chips. Another was a “Texan plate” which included “oeufs en plat”. As well as chips, the French do fried eggs really well.
So in we went and Nick ordered hamburger and chips. I politely asked the waitress if it might be at all possible just to have oeufs en plat avec frites. She thought it would but said she would check with the chef, who happened to be sitting at the next table enjoying a break. “Oui, tout est possible!” was the reply.
She asked me if I wanted three or four eggs. I was thinking of two but agreed on three. In the end she brought me four because they were small eggs.
I have eaten “oeufs en plat” all over France and never yet been disappointed. One may argue that it is a dish that is difficult to get wrong but I would disagree – under or over-cooked eggs are not nice, no matter how good the chips.
These were perfect and exactly what I needed. A light lunch…….until they brought the obligatory dessert of apple crumble afterwards……oh well, it’s only New Year once a year !!