A nice French man and his female companion often have us over to dinner. He has never served the same thing twice and I always wonder what we will be having. He does all the cooking although his girl friend often does the starter.
This is quenelle, a sort of fish dumpling. I wasn’t sure I could eat it but it turned out to be very mild and not too “fishy”. The sauce was really rich and I couldn’t finish the squid ink pasta-a big no no with the French. You are supposed to finish everything on your plate but I couldn’t eat any more.