More Morels, Madame?
Today, today, the 1st of May, I made a special dinner for friends, a dinner of foods all in a row. Everything sang of spring, including these fresh morels, stuffed with a savory panade and baked until golden, then served atop a risotto enriched with black truffle butter and a broth I made with the morel stems.
These are male zucchini flowers stuffed with basil, cheese, little zucchini slices, shallots, and other filling things. They were prettiest as you see them here, before baking, but they were still delicious and beautiful on the plate. The Chateau de Montfaucon Comtesse Madeleine that we drank with them was pure ambrosia.
There was an aperitif cake made with peppers, zucchini, and olives, and a lovely Chateau Haut-Musiel rosé to go with it. There were also asparagus, leek, and goat cheese tarts, and strawberry shortcake, but those escaped the camera in the rush of things.
In Europe it’s the day of workers, the day they don’t work, that is. A day for demonstrations and talk about workers’ rights, relaxation and hanging out with family and friends, and in France it’s the day when everyone gives each other lilies of the valley.
It’s a beautiful custom, giving the pungent little bells to those you like and love, and I gave out as many as possible, and received some beauties in return. It’s hard to think of a nicer way to spend a day, wining and dining your friends, giving and getting flowers. And now it’s May.