French women for all seasons A year of secrets, recipes, & pleasure

Mireille Guiliano, 1946-

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Waterville, Me. : Thorndike Press 2007.
Language
English
Main Author
Mireille Guiliano, 1946- (-)
Edition
Large print ed
Physical Description
477 p. (large print)
ISBN
9780786294091
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Review by Booklist Review

The author of the surprise best-seller French Women Don't Get Fat0 (2004) delves more deeply into her criticism of Americans' reckless consumption, encouraging them to eat for good health, for a slender figure, and for the happiness that springs from enjoyment of truly delicious food and wine. For Guiliano, worthwhile eating is inseparable from one's quest for honest pleasure. She believes most diets are self-defeating because they fail to appreciate one's need for the flavors and textures of good food; moreover, such diets tend to generate both poor nutrition and unappeasable appetites. Much more sustainable is a relaxed but intentional routine of three meals each day, where each mouthful gets savored for optimum delight. Avoiding snacks, especially ones high in sugar or salt, helps control appetite, as does regular drinking of water. Wine sipped with food, never by itself, also increases pleasure while providing some necessary nutrients, and cheese perfectly complements wine. Guiliano introduces a host of stimulating recipes emphasizing seasonal fruits and vegetables. Chicken cooked in pastis, leeks mozzarella, and figs with ricotta give some idea of the creativity at work here. Weeks' worth of seasonally informed menus ensure that even the most kitchen-challenged dieter can easily follow this Frenchwoman's generous, life-affirming regimen. Expect much demand. --Mark Knoblauch Copyright 2006 Booklist

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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

Guiliano serves up second helpings of her popular approach to healthy living in this gracious outing (following 2005's French Women Don't Get Fat), framed with an emphasis on the pleasures of seasonality, local produce and personal style. Everything in moderation is this New York City-based Frenchwoman's secret to staying slim and bien dans sa peau (comfortable in one's skin). Always with a mind to portion control, she presents weekly menus and over a hundred recipes organized by season and sauced with casual, idyllic culinary reminiscences. Some of her simple, appealing recipes tap her French origins (Potato Gratin ? la Normande calls for apples and soft, ripe Pont l'?v?que cheese), others nod to Americanized calorie-conscious taste (Turkey Scaloppine with Pesto) and some recipes reflect her proximity to New York City's Union Square Greenmarket (saut?ed fiddleheads). A holistic fitness strategy (e.g., cycling as a mode of transportation) remains a theme and Guilano expands l'art de vivre to aging gracefully, entertaining and tying one's scarf with flair. The CEO of Champagne Veuve Clicquot, she also offers an excellent primer on wine. Guiliano's debut, which laid out a program, is more instructive, but the legions of readers fond of her encouraging, urbane voice will be happy to hear from her, though they won't learn any new secrets. 750,000 announced first printing; 12-city author tour. (Nov.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

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Review by Library Journal Review

French Women Don't Get Fat, but they do respond gracefully to reader requests for more ideas about living well without chubbing up. Big expectations: there's a 750,000-copy first printing. With a 12-city tour. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Ouverture "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." Thus Charles Dickens began his Tale of Two Cities a century and a half ago. The cities he imagined were Paris and London. The countries he was contrasting were revolutionary France and late-eighteenth-century England. Two opposing worlds, two points of view. And two divergent destinies. When I wrote French Women Don't Get Fat, I had in mind two disparate worlds of eating: the French and the American. Also, to a lesser extent, two cities, Paris and New York. What I did not realize at the time was that I was in fact writing a tale of two global cultures increasingly without borders. For better and worse, where you live no longer dictates how you eat. It's up to you. Even in our ever more complex world, it is still possible to have our cake and eat it too, to enjoy our days to the fullest in many ways while embracing a time-tested, back-to-basics approach to life-one filled with quality, sensitivity, seasonal foods, and pleasure. I don't want to live in the past, but I do want to learn from it, and I believe that the culture of moderation, painstaking attention to taste, and healthy eating and living that I absorbed growing up in France can be adapted to today's world and pursued just about anywhere. This is not to say I don't understand or appreciate firsthand the challenges women these days face: the pressures of too much to do in too little time, of mega portions and industrially produced food often eaten on the run. For a long time, this clash of cultural and lifestyle perspectives and outcomes took shape in my mind as a contrast between on the one hand fundamental elements of French culture and on the other behaviors I learned in America. But with the appearance of French Women Don't Get Fat in language after language, I have come to understand that what I thought of as a national divide is really only an emblem for a conflict of two world orders. While I certainly don't think I have all the solutions to this conflict, or any highly specialized expertise-I try not to take myself too seriously-I still have more experiences and secrets (and many more recipes and weekly menus) to share that will help people enjoy a better quality of life-and almost certainly lose weight. Last fall a French reporter followed me through the Union Square Greenmarket in New York, where we encountered a class of eight-year-olds with their teacher. The kids were participating in a program called Spoons Across America, a not-for-profit organization dedicated to educating children, teachers, and families about the benefits of healthy eating and the value of supporting local farmers and sharing meals around the family table. As it was fall, apples of many varieties were abundantly available. But when the reporter, half kidding, picked one up and asked a little boy what it was, the child drew a blank. Forget the variety; he did not know it was an apple. This city kid had apparently never seen one in real life. It gives one pause. I would bet, though, that he could recognize the packaged apple pie at the McDonald's just opposite the greenmarket. The world where I grew up-and my experience of apples-in Alsace-Lorraine could not have been farther from this little boy's in New York City. As I recall it, all our neighbors had at least one fruit tree, and we had numerous apple trees in our garden. Come apple-picking time, my job was to place the different varieties we grew into little flat crates called cagettes, which we put into the cold cellar for winter storage-a centuries-old practice now mostly gone. What sweet and glorious aromas filled that cellar when I deposited all those baskets! (Tellingly, in French the word for smell, sentir, also means feel.) Today I recall the apple smell even more powerfully than the old footage of that autumn ritual I carry around in my head. And, of course, the harvest meant my mother would once again make an apple pie, une tarte aux pommes alsacienne . In our garden we also had bushes of groseilles, tart red currants that are a regional specialty. My mother and I loved to make pies with these tiny berries. The season for red currants is short, and we quickly made jam (confiture) or jelly (gelée) or pies, and sometimes a sauce (coulis). And oh, how we looked forward to this once-a-year treat, which somehow exemplifies for me the French woman's psychological pleasure in food. It is the anticipation and joy that we gain from a pleasure we cannot take for granted and know we will soon lose. Tasting such seasonal bounty heightens our awareness of what we put into our mouths and contrasts with routine, mindless eating that provides little pleasure and often unwanted pounds. Leeks Mozzarella Serves 4 Ingredients 2 pounds leeks, white parts only 1 cup fresh basil leaves 8 ounces mozzarella 1 to 2 tablespoons olive oil 1 teaspoon wine or sherry vinegar Salt (preferably freshly ground -- fleur de sel works magic) and freshly ground pepper 1. Preheat the broiler. 2. Clean the leeks thoroughly, and boil in salted water 6 to 10 minutes, until cooked but still firm, then drain. 3. Put the leeks in a baking dish, and cover with a layer of basil leaves. Cut the mozzarella into 1/4-inch slices, and place atop the basil layer. Put the dish under the preheated broiler, and watch carefully. In 3 to 5 minutes the cheese should start to melt and brown; at this point, remove the dish. 4. Mix the oil and vinegar and drizzle over the mozzarella. Season with salt and pepper to taste. Serve immediately with a slice of country bread. Mackerel with Carrots and Leeks Serves 4 Mackerel, another salmon alternative, offers fine taste and excellent value. It reminds me of fresh tuna twenty years ago, when it was relatively cheap because few wanted it -- before the sashimi-sushi craze, when tuna became "toro" and the price went through the roof, leaving only lesser cuts for those of us not wielding a sushi knife. A mackerel mania may not be far off, so get with it while the getting is still good. The best fishing begins in May or June, and the season runs into fall. (Ditto for sardines.) A lovely Spanish lady who works at a Union Square Greenmarket fish booth gave me the following very simple preparation for this delicious, underappreciated fish. Ingredients 3 tablespoons olive oil 4 tablespoons minced fresh rosemary 2 tablespoons minced shallots Juice of 1 lemon 11/2 pounds mackerel fillets Salt and freshly ground pepper Carrot-leek mixture from previous recipe 1. Make a marinade by combining 2 tablespoons of the oil with the rosemary, shallots, and lemon juice. Pour over the mackerel, and marinate 10 to 20 minutes. 2. Warm the remaining oil in a large skillet, and cook the mackerel over medium heat, about 3 minutes on each side. 3. Season with salt and pepper to taste (be careful not to oversalt, as mackerel is already salty), and serve with the carrot-leek mixture. From the Hardcover edition. Excerpted from French Women for All Seasons: A Year of Secrets, Recipes, and Pleasure by Mireille Guiliano All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.