I am prompted by the Jerusalem Post - an authority on Provencale Cuisine - to cover aioli, the disctinctive garlicky mayonaise sauce. It's a well-researched and engaging piece about a man who purchases too much wild-caught sushi-quality ahi tuna and can't find anything that goes really well with it. Enter Aioli... And "if Monsieur has some aioli, Madame must also eat some; this will prevent a scene on Friday evening!"
Here's the Wikipedia entry for Aioli. And that reminds me of the annual Grand Aioli in Mons, set in the Place St, Sebastian under the big chestnut tree, For 15 euros, you can sit in sweltering August heat, battling your way through 2-3 cooked vegetables and a piece of fish washed down with entry-level local plonk. Well, there's a hunk of bread and a Pastis to start with. It's good for the community. C'est bon pour la morale.
I love aïoli! And yes, it's better if couples eat it together, otherwise the lone aïoli eater will probably have to sleep on the couch.
Posted by: meredith | August 01, 2007 at 04:50 PM