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Have the French lost their mojo at the stove? Has the toque of big cooking ideas and breakthrough flavors been passed to, say -- zut alors! -- Spain? If so, why? Was it a smug, king-of-the-hill complacency, with the handmaiden of blinkered chauvinism in attendance, that doused the French kitchen’s sizzle? That helped, writes financial journalist and wine columnist Steinberger, though he figures the root of decline is more likely to be found in the shambling French economy. Grand cuisine, with its emphasis on indulgence, has always needed big bucks to sustain its brilliance. Nor was nouvelle cuisine any different, Steinberger suggests: if defiant in its portions, its impossibly expensive, voluptuous artistry was more a palace revolt than a revolutionary turn. As the governments of Reagan and Thatcher toiled mightily to make the rich richer, thus circumstantially helping to bankroll the culinary revolutions in the U.S. and U.K., the French governments of Mitterrand and Chirac were elephantine bureaucratic nightmares, with taxes and regulations seemingly designed to thwart the entrepreneurial spirit. Not just the crème-de-la-crème establishments were hurt: where once 200,000 cafés, bistros, and brasseries brightened the French landscape, tightened purse strings reduced that number to 40,000, and McDonald’s colonized the province of cheap eats. Steinberger, who writes with the leisurely pace of those good old French lunches and a with salubrious measure of humor, convincingly argues that the Michelin Guide made matters worse with its greater concern for the bells and whistles of décor than what was on the plate, coaxing restaurateurs into financially ruinous incidentals, while hyper-sanitized edicts from the European Union slipped a garrote around the necks of artisinal food makers. Imagine a world without stinky French cheese or, heaven forefend, all those French women who don’t get fat; with fast food on the uptick, 40 percent of the French population is now overweight. --Peter Lewis
More Reviews and RecommendationsA rich, lively book about the upheaval in French gastronomy, set against the backdrop of France’s diminishing fortunes as a nation.
France is in a rut, and so is French cuisine. Twenty-five years ago it was hard to have a bad meal in France; now, in some cities and towns, it is a challenge to find a good one. For the first time in the annals of modern cooking, the most influential chefs and the most talked-about restaurants in the world are not French. Within France, large segments of the wine industry are in crisis, cherished artisanal cheeses are threatened with extinction, and bistros and brasseries are disappearing at an alarming rate. But business is brisk at some establishments: Astonishingly, France has become the second-most-profitable market in the world for McDonald’s.
How did this happen? To find out, Michael Steinberger takes an enviable trip through the traditional pleasures of France. He talks to top chefs—Alain Ducasse, Paul Gagnaire, Paul Bocuse—winemakers, farmers, bakers, and other artisans. He visits the Élysée Palace, interviews the head of McDonald’s Europe, marches down a Paris boulevard with José Bové, and breaks bread with the editorial director of the powerful and secretive Michelin Guide. He spends hours with some of France’s brightest young chefs and winemakers, who are battling to reinvigorate the country’s rich culinary heritage. The result is a sharp and funny book that will give Francophiles everywhere an entirely new perspective—political, economic, personal, and cultural—on the crisis in the country and food they love.
Steinberger, a journalist and wine columnist for Slate, has been a Francophile since he was 13 and ate in his first two-star Michelin restaurant. For years he has been concerned about the decline of French gastronomy, and he's made numerous trips to France to eat at fine establishments and study the French food industry. In chapters that may be read as separate essays, he discusses reasons he sees for the change. Among them are the introduction of fast food, specifically McDonald's, which now is France's largest private-sector employer; the increased government regulation and taxation of foods and restaurants; and the flight of French chefs to the United States and Japan. After over 200 pages of dire predictions, Steinberger concludes that he wants to be back in "the France that I know and hope will endure." VERDICT Recommended for serious foodies who are still fans of French cooking, Francophiles, and students of French social and culinary history.—Christine Bulson, SUNY at Oneonta Lib.
More Reviews and RecommendationsMichael Steinberger is Slate's longtime wine columnist and a contributing writer for the Financial Times. His work has also appeared in the New Yorker, the New York Times magazine, NYT Book Review, the Economist, Food & Wine, and Saveur, among many other publications. Previously, he worked as a foreign correspondent in Hong Kong, covering the city’s transition to Chinese rule, and he has written extensively about economics, finance, culture, sports, and politics for a variety of leading international media. He is married with two children.
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July 04, 2009: By Bill Marsano. Just over a decade ago, in "France on the Brink," the British reporter and francophile Jonathan Fenby examined the decline of a great nation through a variety of lenses, including her cuisine, scandal-ridden politics, stumbling economy, subsidy-dependent agriculture and extravagant welfare policies. Comes now Michael Steinberger, who focuses intently on France's declining cuisine--and uses it as a lens to view a wider catastrophe: "the end of France."
And he does a wonderful, absorbing job of it, too. Many worthy writers hoping for a James Beard Award or some other gorgeous gonfalon this year may now be wishing they'd published their books last year or held them back until next, because Michael Steinberger has put a lot of them out of the running. More over, he's done it with the sort of book that is rarely well done: the foodie's tour. Such books--"Munching Through Italy" or "Feeding in France" or whatever--are usually not much in the writing department: Take away the word "succulent" and most begin to labor. Not this one. Steinberger writes and writes well--he's brisk and sharp and slyly humorous, a pleasure to read. I suspect that's because he's not crippled by a narrow specialty. He may be Slate magazine's wine columnist, but he has covered economics, finance, sports and more for many other publications. Another flaw of Foodie Tour books is excessive enthusiam: The authors love to go somewhere and gush. Not Steinberger. He loves France and her cuisine and culture right enough, but he's pretty damned mad because they're going to h*ll in a market basket.Restaurant standards are falling? OK, Steinberger hears out chefs who whine that no one wants to work any more, but notes that restaurateurs in general ignore the muslim population as a source of ready, job-jungry manpower. (And he give an excellent inside look at the tyrant Michelin.) Will raw-milk cheese disappear? Maybe, but more likely because of crippling laws and liabilities than giant commercial competitors. Winemakers are allowed to weep soulfully ("without wine, it would be a desert," says one), but Steinberger exposes their failure to sell their product (even to Frenchmen!) and their thirst for European Union subsidies, which is at some times pathetic (all Europe pays for French wine it doesn't get to drink) and at others fanatical (enter CRAV in Google--and stand back). He travels and dines all over with Alain Ducasse and many other chefs; notes the rise of Japanese chefs in France and French cuisine in Japan; finds restaurateurs daring enough to hire foreign chefs; wants desperately not to believe in the downward spiral but is honest enough to admit that French culinary culture is fossilized. He makes the lover's inevitable error of re-visiting a restaurant loved long ago (and is utterly, brutally crushed: "the parking lot hadn't changed a bit . . . . sadly, that was the high point of the visit"). My favorite part was the chapter on the success of McDonald's. (Among "best places to work in France," what the French call "McDo" is in the Top Ten. Who knew?) This will reduce doctrinaire foodies to foaming tantrums because it is infuriatingly fair.Steinberger manages to do all this, and more, and entertainly and informatively, in a mere 225 pages. He seldom wastes words. A rare virtue, that, and it left me hungry for more.--Bill Marsano is