here am I thinking a farinata is a bean dish. Quite excited about trying this dish in Nice I head off from Cannes ready for my farinata. The plan: arrive at one of the restaurant strips along the waterfront, park, decide which cafe to eat at after checking menus, go for a swim, come back order my farinata and eat it in the sun to let my swimming clothes, ie dress,
execution of plan: choose my restaurant strip in Nice, opposite uncrowded beach with a few luxury hatches and cruise ships moored on the bay. See moto parking sign and park in shade by another bike in front of cafes. Great. I'll be able to keep and eye on bike and gear.
Back to my chosen cafe. It's Moroccan, ok, great for me. They have a bean dish, not quite a farinata though. It's a tagine of beans and artichokes, yum. I haven't had a tajine since Morocco. And of course I order Moroccan tea to have as well. The waiter poured the tea at the table, usual ceremony of pouring glass then back in the pot and pour again, several times. The tea was beautiful, lots of fresh mint and not too much sugar.
The tajine was awesome, all veggies and smooth Moroccan spices. So I sat at a sunny table overlooking the Mediterranean in my wet dress having a lovely time.
If you look closely under the red awning you can see a municipal police car and two police men. They were looking at the bike. Nothing unusual about that. With my TAS rego plate the bike gets a lot of attention. Back to enjoying my tea and tajine. Oops. I think he's touched my bike! I fly out of my seat and yes there is a green slip of paper neatly placed under my helmet visor. Monsieur Monsieur , Je Sius Australien, moto is australien! I show them the sign for bike parking, oh! It's got an arrow on it.😩 They chat briefly with me showing me where to park, retrieve the green slip and get in their car and drive away!! Gotta be happy with that.
Back to pay my bill at the cafe. or was it my cafe!!
Oh, I didn't realise my dress had only partially dried. Waiters name was Mohammed! More jokes about mountains followed.
Now I can tell you that a farinata is a flat crispy chickpea pancake. And yesterday in St Tropez at my fave lunch and dinner cafe for two days, after dinner on the second day they brought me a little dish to try. They explained it was a local delicacy, and it was. Light and crispy, and cut into triangles. I loved it. So quite unknowingly I've had my farinata but in st tropez not Nice. How about that!!
some history to the Farinata, or Socce as its locally known.
It's most likely this chickpea pancake originally came from North Africa. As the Moors sailed around the Mediterranean it became a staple dish and the north coast Mediteraneans adopted it as there own. It most popular from Cannes around to Genoa and the locals call it Socce translating to dish of unity, as all the ports and early explorers shared the Mediterranean and referred to it as "our " sea.
I expect that I'll be able to have Socce in more coast towns as I move around the coast. Looking forward to that.
my bnb host from Garessio saw that I had farinata written on my map, I was thrilled that he could share his local knowledge with me. Thanks. Maxi.