Today we launch a section with virtual inn aromas: the rondinaire corner. Tired of surprises at the restaurants your partner takes you to? Contrary to the dissertations on the plate you will be stuck? Tuna tataki or octopus leg makes you cringe?
Welcome to the corner!
Today’s Friday round is caused by the so-called vague trouts, every day more frequent and shameless to the point that no one dares to protest to the cook:
-Here the one who professes the vagrancy is you and not this trout that no one has been able to turn around!
It is a recent and cool invention, which is why no one protests at the fraudulent spectacle of a cake – which is not an omelette – on which all the ingredients have fallen, like balls hanging in the area in San Mamés: cod, cheeses, peppers, pieces of North Atlantic prawns…
And since the egg is to gastronomy what the wage earner is to the Treasury, the egg is left and held, hence the fashion of presenting it as a palette of colors, an unfinished symphony or the beasts that go through your head
I don’t know if the trout strike is here to stay, just as I don’t know if Vice President Yolanda Díaz will push for a two-and-a-half-afternoon work week. I’m just humming and asking for some clarity, transparency and empathic empathy in the menus to avoid surprises. Don’t call it trout…
Does the cook not feel hungry or does an anchovies, artichokes or betic ham omelette not turn brown? Does your pulse tremble? Does it spread when you spin it? We customers already understand that these things happen (in my kitchen often, but that’s not why I call smashed eggs and potatoes “the divorcee’s omelette”). It would be enough for the restaurant to show its face on the menu and clarify that what it serves is not an omelette but an “unsealed omelette” or “without twists and turns” or “without shame”, because it is still a omelet in a minced ball, with everything in sight, like an anatomy lesson.
No one goes to a restaurant to hang out, but if they give us a coke for an omelette, they will see them – here we are, at war – with those in the corner of the rondinaire.