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Picard: a Dirty Little Secret of the French

So before we arrive in La France, we non-French perhaps imagine that all French people have an advanced knowledge of wines and cheeses, and while we don’t expect the full Julia Child/Jacques Pepin experience, we expect that most native French should be able to make a few classic French dishes from scratch, from maman‘s recipes or perhaps from grand-mère.  This is not an unreasonable expectation.

What you don’t expect, what you can’t possibly believe, is that a store like Picard exists.

It only sells frozen food.  To be warmed up in an oven or microwave.  No, this isn’t some monstrosity dreamed up by an American.  This. Is. In. France.  And it’s wildly popular.

“I, I just can’t believe Picard exists,” I sputter to my French friends.  A slow smile often creeps into their mien but Stephen, it has good food, bio (organic), you know I wave my hand dismissively.  “Do you realize your word for kitchen (cuisine) means, essentially, thoughtful or good food in my language?  And then I find out that you guys are warming up premade food?”

“Oh, but Stephen, you know, no time, metro, boulot, dodo, etc.”

“In the land of the 35-hour work week?” I ask plaintively.

Now, I’m being a bit unfair about that 35-hour work week as I’ll explain in a future article about the work lives of the French.  Suffice to say I have more than one French or expat friend who works until 20h00 on weeknights, so I fully understand and believe the, “I’m too tired to cook” response.  I know, because I’ve been there.  I’ve come home later than 22h00 many nights when I lived in America.

But when life becomes a succession of warming up food (or buying takeaway), what is the point of living here, or anywhere, for that matter?  One of the things I enjoy so much about France is the superabundance of fresh food and produce; butchers, fishmongers, cheesemongers, produce sellers, bakers: they are out at all hours, replicating what has been done for centuries, giving you the key ingredients to make food for yourself.

The thirty minutes you spend warming up some second-rate boxed lasagna, organic or not, could be spent making an omelette or a salad.  Or pasta.  Or grilling some veal, or rabbit, or lamb, while boiling some potatoes or steaming some veg for garnish.  In fact, 30 minutes would be long for “end of workday” versions of any of those suggestions.

I don’t expect all to take as much pleasure as I do in buying food, making my mise-en-place, and delighting in the cooking process, down to the colors of my food in correspondence and interplay with whatever season we find ourselves in.  But I do expect those who inhabit a country conscious enough of their own pride in everything to put a cock on the crest of the national sports teams to live up to the inheritance, the patrimony, they have been bequeathed, and has been bequeathed to the whole world.  The whole world looks to France as a (perhaps the) standard of cooking.

Which means Picard is simply not good enough.  Ever.  Generations who worked in the fields and offices long before Picard existed managed to cook and eat well.  You should too…whatever country or galaxy you live in.

PS: I should note that it’s simply more expensive to eat processed food, both in terms of financial cost and health cost.  However, I tend to see these as “last ditch” arguments.  People should accept the premise that cooking their own food is a good to be desired in and of itself.

An even more fun PS: my evolution on Picard, five years after I first wrote this article.

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10 thoughts on “Picard: a Dirty Little Secret of the French

  1. I’ve found your blog to be quite interesting and helpful! I hope to move to Paris as you have done later this year and I’m soaking up as much information as I can about living there!

    I get what you’re saying about frozen food, but what about leftovers? How do you (and presumably, Parisians) feel about leftovers?

    Also, what 3 dishes should I learn to cook before moving there?

    • Brooke the nice thing about French cooking is…you don’t need leftovers! You cook and eat *enough.* I never have leftovers here because it’s not a problem. Whereas in the US you have places like the Cheesecake Factory where you might as well order two boxes to go as soon as you order your salad, since it’s enough to feed an entire village, usually.

      Here’s more info for you: http://m.france24.com/en/20160104-france-doggy-bag-law-restaurants-food-waste

      Three dishes you should learn before moving here? Well, you are going to impress/scare the French if you can cook their food before you even get here, but let’s go simple, okay?

      Coq au Vin
      Blanquette de Veau
      and a standard steak/frites

      I’m very old-school in my French culinary tastes so if you’re looking for something a bit more avant-garde, I’m not your guy 🙂

      • Thanks for the recommendations!! I’m gonna try!!

        Actually by leftovers I mean like taking what you made last night to work the next day for lunch or having the same thing for dinner the next night. I made a dish last night to last me most of the week because of my busy schedule.

  2. Brooke – I tend to cook for just me without too much left over, because I like to cook. If I have some leftovers its usually just enough for a snack which I might have at tea as a lunch replacement.

  3. The first question I have when I land in my rented apartment in any arrondissement is, “Où se trouve le Picard le plus proche?” Are you kidding me? After a day’s worth of flâneur-ing, there’s nothing better than to change into sweats, and heating up a hot Picard meal! This is from somebody who absolutely hates to cook.

  4. I’m not a big fan of their pre-prepared dishes, but what made me fall in love with Picard were the flash-frozen ingredients, especially bags of chopped onions (red or white, finely or roughly chopped), minced garlic, chopped tomatoes, frozen organic raspberries and wild blueberries for my smoothies, and — I’m sure this is ecologically questionable — the bags of cubed avocado, frozen in perfect ripeness, for making guacamole. I throw out soooo many fresh avocados that go bad (or are opened too early and inedible), so this saves me the trouble. I still use a lot of fresh ingredients, but it is nice to have those frozen ingredients ready for backup when I’m in the middle of making a dish and realize I’m out of shallots or my leeks went to rot when I wasn’t looking. I wasn’t a Picard fan for a long time, but they’ve won me over. 😉

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