Let them eat….

Two of my favorite things: Chardin's still-life paintings and brioche.

It’s now thought that if Marie Antoinette made her most famously un-p.c. statement at all, she said, “Let them eat brioche!” and not, as legend has it, ‘cake.’ (Rousseau offered the disambiguation.)

Let me eat brioche!

The eggy puffed cake traces roots back to ancient Rome, as so many entries in Encyclopedia of the Exquisite do. In France, where the lovely stuff came to fame, it’s popular, naturally, in the dairy regions of Normandy and the Brie region of Burgundy. All that butter. I’ll never find a brioche as beautiful as Chardin‘s here in New York. Good thing I’m off to Europe for more posting here.