I am sitting in my luxury rental accommodation in the Languedoc, south of France, drinking strong black coffee and eating a crispy piece of baguette smothered in apricot jam. A vacation in the Aude,Languedoc, could not get better. I had been in the local bar in Argens Minervois the previous evening, and had overheard a heated debate on the sad future of the French Baguette. I decided to investigate further, and here are my findings Gourmet French Raclette.
France eats approximately 30 million baguettes a day. Wow (that’s a half a baguette for everyone every day).
So do you think nothing’s special about France’s baguettes? If that’s how you feel, you’ve never had a REAL baguette. The kind kings, queens and regular people like me dream about when away from France. You can detect the REAL baguette immediately: the extra light and crispy on the outside, soft, luscious, perfectly cooked, fluffy light bread on the inside, and what’s more, it tastes so good; no blandness, no tough (rip your teeth out) tennis shoe sole posing as food. The real baguette is a small pleasure and a huge part of French culture, that many people take for granted – and this perfect slice of French life is slowly disappearing.
I wonder if anyone is noticing the soon to be disappearing act of the beloved baguette. For people who’ve lived in France, it’s been a gradual change, but for me – between the time I was last in France several years ago to just 2 and a half years ago when I moved to France, I noticed that something bad happened and now the sacred baguette…sucks…
Those last two words should NEVER go together.
Upon some investigation, here’s what I found out. Some time in the 90s, the inescapable walmart effect began to rear its ugly bread – so with lower, unbeatable and unrivaled prices, large market chains began to sell industrial bread made with frozen dough in their store bakeries. (by the way, you can tell bread made with frozen dough by the small round, symmetrical pattern markings on the bottom of the bread)
?This was having a devastating effect on the independent boulangers, who would find it more and more difficult to compete with the rock bottom prices of the supermarkets. Enter stage right: Banette. Don’t be fooled by the signs that say Banette, artisan boulanger. If there’s a Banette sign outside the bakery like in the picture, it’s bread from industrial frozen dough. Banette solved many problems for the struggling Indie baker: less labor, comparable prices to the chains. A win-win situation? Me thinks NON! (shaking fist) At least not for the consumer. Now, I’m not saying bread made with Banette frozen dough is poison; it’s ok bread (just ok and on the mediocre side) — it’s just not the bread to which I am accustomed and it’s not one that I merit. I have a discerning palate and I want a REAL baguette. I live in France and I want a real baguette!!!
Luckily, my tantrum is not permanent (for now) because not all bakers joined the Banette camp, though a LOT of them have, sadly. Take notice (and do find the real deal), because this is what will happen if no one cares: Consumers’ indifference will spread slowly but surely like the dark evil of the black plague, filling up on the industrial so-called baguette – and then the frozen Belly of Banette will burst and ooze at the seams while more and more bakers join the Banette bandwagon to survive. The real baguette will be harder and harder to find and at some point, be impossible to find – because it no longer exists. What a sad story!