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Meet Paris Oyster CoverExcerpted from Meet Paris Oyster by Mireille Guiliano. Copyright © 2014 by Mireille Guiliano. Used with permission of Grand Central Publishing. All rights reserved. Including recipe for Oyster Vichyssoise.

Meet Paris Oyster: A Love Affair with the Perfect Food is an engaging exploration of the Parisian love affair with the world’s most sensuous shellfish. It centers on Huîtrerie Régis, a tightly packed oyster bar in the heart of the City of Light, with an opinionated owner and a colorful cast of regulars. Part cultural journey, part cookbook, and part slice-of-life play, this book introduces readers to the appetites (gastronomic and otherwise) of Paris and its people. Beyond Huîtrerie Régis, the French oystermen, and the other characters in pursuit of the oyster, Mireille Guiliano shares information about the best oysters around the world, their nutritional value, the best wine pairings with them, and a dozen mouthwatering recipes that will have readers craving, buying, and preparing oysters with confidence. Indulge and enjoy! To purchase Meet Paris Oyster (November 2014, Hachette Book Group), visit: Meet Paris Oyster.

Visit: French Impressions: Mireille Guiliano’s “Meet Paris Oyster” in pursuit of the world’s best oysters and wine pairings with them, her interview on A Woman’s Paris®.

Book photo by Tim Knox

Meet Paris Oyster, and the Parisians’ Love for Them: Chapter three (part two)

Kissing the Sea 

If in ancient times all roads led to Rome, it is very safe to say that for the past few hundred years, all French roads have led to Paris. And on those roads from the sea, oysters travel every day.

France is the number one consumer of oysters in Europe, and 90 percent of the production of European oysters comes from France: that’s about 130,000 tons, though in some recent years problems (natural and man-​made) have caused production to fall to as low as 80,000 tons.

From the English Channel to the Méditerranée along the whole Atlantic coast, France equals oyster farming. From the north, Normandy, counterclockwise west to north and south Brittany, down to Charente-​Maritime (Marennes-​Oléron and Ile de Ré), to the Arcachon basin near Bordeaux, and across to the Thau lagoon in the southwestern Languedoc-​Roussillon region are the prime breeding grounds for France’s oysters.

The tastes are all different, though the variety of oysters is not. They are mostly (98 percent) cupped oysters, or creuses (pronounced “krØuz”), along with some flat ones, or plates (pronounced “platt”), mostly from Brittany. These two types, which I discuss in much more detail later, are the common types found the world over.

The breeding methods are many: in deep water, on tables or basins, and in estuaries. However, on more than 3,000 hectares (more than 7,000 acres) between the Seudre and the Oléron Island, oysters benefit from particular methods of affinage (aging, refining, finishing) and breeding in claires (clay basins). Located below the level of the highest tides, the basins fill and empty on the whim of the ocean. Since the basins are not deep, exposure to the sun allows for a quick growth of plankton, the oyster’s food.

The basins used to be salt marshes but have been progressively used for oyster breeding since the nineteenth century. It was Victor Coste at the time of Napoléon III and the Second Empire, who, at the behest of the ministry of agriculture, was asked to come up with consistent and sustainable production methods to meet consumer demands. He compared the methods for capturing and breeding oysters and became the founding father of modern oyster culture by creating the oyster farm system. He recognized the superiority of raising and cleansing oysters in basins and, through legislature, supported the concept of a collective group of basins being recognized as a farm.

The basin of Arcachon and Marennes-​Oléron are the only two significant areas in France where oysters reproduce naturally. They provide the spats (oyster larvae) that are sent to many basins elsewhere in France. After having been “capted” on collecteurs (tubes), the oyster larvae develop for a year before they are detached to be put in beds, where the oysters will stay for two years. The basin passage gives the oysters their more pronounced goût du terroir in addition to the sea savor. Those oysters are also meatier.

While the deep-​sea oysters of Normandy are marked by their iodized flavors, and those of Arcachon can be distinctively suggestive of vegetables and minerals or in places citrusy, the oysters of two areas generally stand out for reasons beyond just taste.

In Brittany, where most of the flat oysters are farmed, those from Cancale are famed and have been exported since Roman times. Here the oysters are subjected to some of the strongest and widest ranges of tides in the world and become richly oxygenated and salty and associated with iodized flavors. Even more famous are those from the Aven-​Belon appellation (yes, oysters in France have regulated origins). These rare Belons (the species is Ostrea edulis) are matured in a site where the freshwater from streams and rivers mixes with seawater and the local algae. They are relatively small, plump, and firm and burst with bold flavors, notably metallic and earthy. Copper is a common flavor description, and Belons have a strong aftertaste of zinc. I appreciate that might not sound so appetizing, but trust their high prices as testament to their gastronomic delights.

The other standout appellation is Marennes-​Oléron, which is France’s and the world’s most extensive oyster farming region. Here the oysters are cup shelled, originating in Japan (species Crassostrea gigas), and exhibit a range of briny flavors, from which each basin (claire) contributes its unique properties, in some cases even bluish-​green dyed highlights from certain algae. The Gillardeau oysters, a brand named after the family that has owned and operated a small company for more than a century, for example, are today grown in Normandy and Ireland but finished in their traditional claires near where the Charente River meets the ocean. They are appreciated for their abundant flesh, modest salinity, near sweetness, nuttiness, and strong aftertaste.

These are the oysters that travel to the markets, bistros, and oyster bars of Paris. Parisians love their oysters.

My first restaurant experience of eating an oyster occurred in Paris when I was a young professional right out of college. It was at Brasserie Lipp. And it was on a date. Oysters and romance (read “sex”) have long been associated, as I noted earlier. Remember Botticelli’s naked Venus rising up on an oyster shell? Frenchmen and French culture just accept the legend of oysters as an aphrodisiac (believing so must mentally make it so?). And Brasserie Lipp has a few romantic atmospherics of its own. As you may know, it is the famous Left Bank Alsatian brasserie dating from the 1880s with a 1920s Art Nouveau interior that is now government protected to preserve the same look. So, physically, it is much the same as when Simone de Beauvoir and Jean-​Paul Sartre dined there regularly, the same as when Hemingway wrote there, the same as when I was “romanced” there, and the same as when, in the 1950s, Albert Camus, Jean Genet, Marc Chagall, Balthus, Francoise Sagan, Charles Trenet, and Simone Signoret with Yves Montand were among the artists, celebrities, and politicians who frequented the place. A dozen oysters, umm . . .

I was also frequently taken to La Coupole, where I remember best the oysters on the plateau de fruits de mer (a platter of assorted fresh and cooked shellfish). That I remember the seafood on a platter more than the guys who took me there surely says something about me . . . or maybe about them! La Coupole, another grand Art Deco palace, was also an artist hangout in its heyday . . . Pablo Picasso, Man Ray, Brassa., Albert Camus, Henry Miller, Josephine Baker . . . ate and drank there . . . oysters for sure. The fruits de mer platter made for a special date and always a special occasion—oysters, clams, shrimp, crabs, crayfish, lobsters, periwinkles, mussels, snails, sea urchins, all on a bed of ice on an enormous platter raised above the table. A little lemon, perhaps a mignonette sauce, some special cutlery, some good bread and butter, Champagne, beer, or white wine. It was a wonderful experience, in Paris or elsewhere, but for me it will always epitomize a slice of Paris. And many Parisians celebrate their joie de vivre at La Coupole and its sister bistros and brasseries. Early in our marriage, Edward and I celebrated a memorable New Year’s Eve there. It was indeed romantic—the Christmas and New Year’s colors and decorations, sybaritic oysters laid out like the sea, the Art Deco setting that brought us into a movie scene replayed for decades amid the Réveillon revelers and lovers; indeed, the smartly dressed diners all around us that evening kissing and laughing and kissing some more and enjoying the best of moments; the waiters running about in their black-​and-​white attire, and, of course, the sound of Champagne corks popping, popping, popping.

While oysters are raised and enjoyed all over the world, in Paris—ah, Paris—the oysters are oh so French. Previously mentioned Ernest Hemingway perhaps best captured in English the shared experience of eating a French oyster in Paris when he was living there in the 1920s: “As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture,” he wrote in a now-​famous passage from A Moveable Feast, “and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.”

I have felt the same . . . in Paris at Le Dome, the great and classic brasserie; at L’Ecailler du Bistrot; at Garnier; at the historic and touristy Le Procope; at Girard Depardieu’s L’Ecaille de la Fontaine; at Brasserie Lipp and La Coupole; and at beaucoup de bistros and restaurants. And I have felt that way dozens and dozens of times (as in a dozen oysters dozens of times) at Huitrerie Régis the now supremely regarded little destination and just the place to lose that empty feeling and be happy.

Excerpt: Mireille Guiliano’s “Meet Paris Oyster” on the Parisians’ love for them (excerpt) – part one, published on A Woman’s Paris®. 

Praise for Meet Paris Oyster

“Like any true French countryman, enjoying a good oyster brings me memories of slurping them unadulterated from their shells, seasoned perfectly with their own fresh salt water. Mireille’s amusing anecdotes and classic recipes capture the infatuation for this delicacy that so many of us share.” —Daniel Boulud, Chef/Owner, The Dinex Group

“In pure Mireille fashion, this charming little book is a delicious, stylish, and, of course, tres français ode to the oyster that will certainly inspire a craving in most readers; halfway through I immediately began wanting briny, icy oysters of my own to slurp.” —Chef Barbara Lynch, Menton, No.9 Park, B&G Oysters, and more

Oyster Vichyssoise

This will appeal to lovers of leeks, cream, and oysters. Count me in on that one, too. Served with a chilled muscadet, this dish makes for a perfect brunch course.

Serves 4

Ingredients:

– ¾ cup crème fraiche, divided
– 2 tablespoons unsalted butter
– 3 medium Yukon Gold potatoes, peeled and cut into small cubes
– 4 leeks, white parts only, cleaned and minced
– 3–4 cups chicken stock
– ¼ cup dry white wine
– 1 tablespoon lemon juice
– Salt and freshly ground pepper
– 16 shucked oysters and their liquor, divided

Directions: 

1. Whip ¼ cup of the crème fraiche and reserve in the refrigerator.

2. Melt the butter in a saucepan over medium heat, add the potatoes and leeks, and sauté, stirring, for 3 minutes. Add 3 cups of chicken stock, the remaining ½ cup crème fraiche, the wine, and the lemon juice. Season to taste with salt and pepper, increase heat to medium high, and bring to a boil. Reduce heat to medium low and gently simmer until the potatoes are very tender, 25–30 minutes. Carefully transfer the mixture to a blender and puree or pass through a vegetable mill, adding more chicken stock if too thick. Place the pureed soup in a clean saucepan and add the oyster liquor; stir over medium heat until hot. Season to taste.

3. Place the raw oysters in warm soup dishes and pour the soup on top. The hot soup will “cook” the oysters slightly. Garnish with whipped crème fraiche and serve immediately.

 TimKnox-7689-1Mireille Guiliano, a former chief executive at LVMH (Veuve Clicquot), is “the high priestess of French lady wisdom” (USA Today) and “ambassador of France and its art of living” (Le Figaro). She is the author of the #1 New York Times bestseller French Women Don’t Get Fat: The Secret of Eating for Pleasure, as well as French Women Don’t Get Facelifts, and three other books. Born and raised in France, she is married to an American and lives most of the year in New York, Paris and Provence. Visit Mireille Guilano to learn more. (Website) (Facebook) (Twitter) (Instagram) (Pinterest) (Google+)

Portrait photo by Tim Knox

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