I ordered andouillette in a Paris restaurant once not knowing what it was. I had a little dictionary with me (pre-internet) that translated it as “chitterlings”. I didn’t know what that was either.
Never again - it had chopped-up bits of rubbery guts on it that resisted chewing, it was vile.
I love haggis, and that’s all horrible bits and pieces cooked in a sheep stomach. No rubbery chunks though. I’ll give andouillette another whirl next time I’m in Paris, maybe I got a dud.
I ordered andouillette in a Paris restaurant once not knowing what it was. I had a little dictionary with me (pre-internet) that translated it as “chitterlings”. I didn’t know what that was either.
Never again - it had chopped-up bits of rubbery guts on it that resisted chewing, it was vile.
A good andouillette is fantastic, but I understand how it would sneak up on the unprepared foodie
I love haggis, and that’s all horrible bits and pieces cooked in a sheep stomach. No rubbery chunks though. I’ll give andouillette another whirl next time I’m in Paris, maybe I got a dud.
It’s supposed to be from Troyes, in case you happen to be in the vicinity… I’ve yet to try haggis but I’m optimistic, looks right up my alley