Manflu struck this week. Yes, I was at death’s door for the best part of two days – my throat nothing but daggers and razor blades, my head obfuscated and giddy, my nose, oh – so runny, so, so runny. Cadaverous days followed sleepless nights. At one point I even drank some lemsip – it was that bad.
But I had to eat. I’m not going to go hungry just because I feel rough. Quite the opposite in fact – it is in eating that one’s health is restored, one’s body realigns, those nasty little bacteria retreat and normality resumes. Probably. I mean, I’m not a doctor, but it would seem that eating raises the spirits and gives the body the resolve it needs to fight the pathogenic invasion. You have to feed a cold.
And that’s just what I did. In fact, I was so convinced that this tartiflette would make me better that I tweeted about it. And, as Borat might say, it was great success.
Tartiflette
Tartiflette is traditionally made with reblochon, but I am an honest man, and I used Brie. I also think the breadcrumbs were something of a bastardisation, but they worked well.
Serves 1 with leftovers
1 large potato
3 rashers streaky bacon, chopped up
half an onion, sliced
1 teaspoon sage, finely chopped (dried is fine otherwise)
1 tablespoon cream
Brie – enough for 8 thin slices
White wine
Breadcrumbs
Butter
Preheat the oven to 150C.
– Wash and thickly slice the potato, then boil in salted water for 6 minutes until just tender. Meanwhile, fry the bacon until crispy, then add the onions and sage. Fry until soft and a little brown at the edges.
– Drain the spuds. [Now, if you’re cooking for yourself I’d recommend doing the next bit in the same saucepan to save yourself the washing up. If you are going for beauty points then do it in a nice ovenproof dish.] Rub a little butter into your saucepan/dish and put a spoonful of the bacon and onion mix on the bottom. Add a layer of potatoes, then about half the cream and a few slices of Brie. Repeat (bacon and onion, potato, rest of the cream, brie) and pour over a dribble of white wine.
– Sprinkle with breadcrumbs and bake for 45 minutes. Serve with green salad and cornichons.
– Have a hot toddy (50ml whiskey, teaspoon of honey, slice of lemon in a mug, topped up with boiling water), go to bed, feel better in the morning.
The tartiflette sounds good. Simple and honest, just what you need when you are feeling down. But please stay away from the lemsip, who ever thought it was a good idea? Sloe Gin is the answer, my supplies are running low due to this cold weather!
Thanks David. I love sloe gin and could have done with a bottle. Do you make your own?
This year was my first attempt at it. The hedgerows here were abundant with sloes so I felt I had to! The result was good but I gave a lot of it away as christmas presents. Next year I think I will be doing it on a larger scale, already got people asking for more.
Ooh please can I book some?
Assuming you are meaning my sloe gin then of course you can. Getting it to you may be a problem, London is way South!
LOL This is golden. 😀
So happy to see a recipe for tartiflette, have been looking for a proper one ever since overdosing on it in France last year.
Well I’m not sure if this is a proper one – but it were proper good I tell thee.
This man didn’t get his tartiflette, poor thing.
Looks delicious James. Hearty stuff. YUM.
Laura…laura….
And then you puked on a plate and took a picture of it?
Finlay 🙂
Cheeky bastard…
Sage? Breadcrumbs? Brie, for God’s sake?? Nice potato bake, but I wouldn’t let the Savoyards catch you calling it Tartiflette!
Nothing is set in stone when it comes to food…even tartiflette!