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Sundays, we would spend three or four hours at a huge brunch at the Sofitel Hotel, which offered an oasis of food not to be found on the local market: rosettes de Lyon, knuckle of ham, blanquette de veau, brioches, gravlax, cremes brulees, oysters, cassoulet, coq au vin, baba au rhum, sauteed foie gras, langoustines, Paris-Brests, tarte Tatin , a platter with a thousand cheeses. . . . .
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