oh. the seared foie is perched atop an ethereal suspension of joel robuchon-inspired potato puree, of course. david: this is cornas from reynard vineyard by thierry allemand. anthony: nice. fred: that s wonderful. anthony: yes. yes, it is. really, is there a is there a billionaire or a despot anywhere on earth who at this precise moment is eating better than us? fred: no. anthony: no. look at that. david: epoisse, saint-marcellin. anthony: cheese. there must be cheese. in this case, a voluptuously reeking epoisse, who some less hardy outdoorsmen might call overripe. but not us. oh, this is awesome. what do we have here? fred: a few cubans. anthony: oh, wait a minute. you guys, uh, have a much more relaxed attitude towards the importation of cuban cigars. chartreuse, of course, and a dessert as rare as it gets, a dinosaur-era monster long
don t become sloppy. anthony: come prepared with anecdotes? david: absolutely. anthony: no elbows on the table? david: no. it s not it s not it s not proper. anthony: i m a total failure as a dining companion. what what is that? what s that, you ask? an iconic escoffier-era classic of gastronomy? ho, look at that sauce. holy crap. the devilishly difficult lievre a la royale, a boneless wild hare in a sauce of its own blood, a generous heaping of fresh black truffle, garnished with thick slabs of foie gras, seared directly on the top of the cabin s wood stove. oh, damn. look at that. david: we re we re in a wooden shack, over 3 feet of ice and 100 feet of water. anthony: you are hopeless, hopeless romantics, gentleman. oh, jesus. look at that. oh. the seared foie is perched atop an ethereal suspension of
we are presented with a perfectly serviceable omelet. there may no longer be a smoking lounge with brass spittoons, but this does not mean a traveler has to suffer. so you always travel with a truffle shaver? david: well, during truffle season. anthony: as a gentleman must. hold on. wait a minute. i ve got to get a in-action photograph here. hold on. canadian rail. so all these people are going to be, like, be expecting wait a minute, where s my fist-sized black truffle? could i have the truffle option, please? oh, of course. david: now, what was the other anthony: don t forget the foie. quebec city. one of the oldest european settlements in north america. samuel de champlain, known as the father of new france, sailed up the st. lawrence and founded this site in 1608. when the fighting started with you-know-who, quebec city was the french stronghold. until the bitter end, when the french fell at the plains of