While walking around a small but vibrant market in a little town called Limogne, I spied an elderly lady with just a small table displaying 4 or 5 boxes of truffles.
Now when I say boxes I mean little cardboard cartons like the ones we used to buy strawberries in before everything was packaged in plastic.
I’ve only ever seen truffles for sale before at Isle sur La Sorgue in Provence, and they were on a stall laden with black and white truffles which cost an arm and a leg.
I was intrigued by the labels which were hand written on the boxes which said…….50g / 5 Euro, 100g/10 Euro……not really believing you could buy truffles that cheaply I asked her for 50g.
She then proceeded to ask me which truffles I wanted.
Having never knowingly eaten truffles or cooked with them I wasn’t sure how to go about choosing the best ones.
She carefully showed me how to feel and smell each truffle to decide which I wanted. I chose my 50gs worth and true enough it only cost me 5 Euros.
I then had to find an Internet café to download some information on how to use them.!!!!
We have just finished eating the last of my 50gms worth, and I must say it was 5 euros very well spent. I grated some into a casserole, Peter ate some raw, I fried some truffle shavings with some lardons for breakfast one morning and the last of them I placed in my box of eggs overnight before cooking them for brunch the next day….delicious.
We are now trying to train Benji to hunt for truffles, the trouble is he’s not interested unless they come with a squeaky toy!
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