When a bright, French
five-year-old was the first to finish his coloring assignment in my English class, he chirped, "I've finished!"
I gave him a bon point which in turn incited the other children to tweet, too. Except "I've finished!" morphed into "I'm spinached." It was trop mignon, or in familiar French, trognon.

The sixteenth-century Florentine queen of France and wife of Henri II loved spinach so much that she insisted it be served at every meal. . . hence the French denomination "Florentine" for dishes made with spinach.
Something to write home about...
They're layered one upon another in neat stacks before quick-freezing. I was skeptical that this innovative, tender-loving care would really make a difference in taste, color and presentation of frozen spinach, but it does.
The individual portions are heated on each side for a minute and a half in a lightly oiled skillet to render especially pretty and savory whole spinach leaves. Amazing. Practical.
©2010 P.B.Lecron
You aimed this at the chef who loves history, and spinach! Glad you told me about your post. I was busy with Spain trip and now back to being a wife and writer...keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteI've never seen such frozen spinach. Would love to try it. Perhaps it will eventually make its way over here.
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