LE BISTRO POUR LES REtRAITS (bistro for the retired)
The above is the new name of my apartment. Sort of catchy don’t you think. Hell I don’t even know if it’s the proper translation into French. If not, I am sure someone will correct me.
I love to cook. I had gotten away from it for a good few years but now I’m back to cooking instead of ordering. I got out of the habit of cooking because I was alone and it’s no fun just cooking for ones’ self. When I was young and on my own I sort of knew how to cook but it wasn’t till I got married that I really began to learn how to cook. My ex-wife was and still is an excellent cook. She learned from her Mother who was Quebecois and a fantastic cook. It is amazing how properly prepared food taste so different from what I grew up with. My Mom wasn’t that great a cook being Scottish and raised during the depression and World War 2. My Mon always over cooked everything and it usually came out of a can. When I was a bit older I used to tease her with “Mom for Gods, sake don’t lose the can opener or we’ll starve to death” needless to say it didn’t go over very well with her. I’ll say this though when she started travelling with Dad on his overseas jobs she began meeting more people and picking up cooking tips. She became a pretty fair cook.
So here we are after a year residency at 4100 I have started to cook again and not just for myself. I have two lady friends who have been to dinner and a movie two Saturdays in a row. Two weeks ago supper was homemade Salisbury steaks with mushroom and onion sauce and potatoes. Yesterday we had Mushroom Pork Chops with cauliflower covered in Cheddar cheese sauce and basmati rice spiced with Turmeric. This coming Saturday I am planning on making Beef Stroganoff. It has been ages since I have had it and I am looking forward to it.
As long as I have someone to share what I cook I will keep doing it and who knows “L’ Bistro Pour Les Retraits” might become a going concern. Anybody in the building who wants to try my cooking just let me know and I’ll whip up something.
“Good for You, David”. You’ve found something you enjoy doing…and inviting friends to share your joy!
you said someone would correct your french— so here you are————
bistro pour les retraités