One lasting memory of food I do not like...

In fact I’ll go as far as saying I will never order it again, ever, from anywhere. Carpaccio de Pied de Cochon. No you have not got it wrong – yes, it is carpaccio of pigs trotters. I’d liken it to thin slivers of semi-congealed fat (substiture snot for fat!). The texture was dreadful and the flavour not much better. Call me fussy, but I know when my palette says NO! Anyway – ordered in a Bistro in Chartres and no doubt loved by some French. It reminds me of the Restaurant Lyonnais that used to be in the Boulogne old town… but that is another story!