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Adresse: 1 Place De L'Eglise, 56140 France, Ruffiac
Stadt: Ruffiac
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"The fiances of death meet RuffiacPluctant to eat in a banal restaurant of the Gacilly or Ploërmel, why don’t you have to taste the legionary “vicho” that is used in Ruffiac? Aire de España offers with generosity a family kitchen, with imperfections that go with, to those that afflict the nostalgia of the Albufera de Valencia or the banks of the Turia. It is not trivial to find in the heart of the Breton countryside a Spanish restaurant of which one of the creators is a former Legionary of the Tercios, these “novios of the muerte”, or fiances of death as described by Pierre Mac Orlan in his novel the Bandera published in 1931 and which gave rise in 1935 to a film by Julien Duvivier where Jean Gabin played the role of a killer. We are here between the Gacilly and Ploërmel and the gentle ondulations of the Oust country do not recall the heights of the Rif and our man behind the counter, tattooed and gaillard, the iconic figure of Millan Astray, the legendary founder in 1920 of the Tercios, cruelly mutilated by four war injuries. The small Spanish cork places the Church in Ruffiac is held by two families of Andalusian who have long lived in Catalonia. Fishermen from Almeria, their parents had found a bitter homeland in the suburbs of Barcelona, where in turn their children left looking for a more haven that leads beyond the Pyrenees. After a few tribulations, they put their suitcases and their cat in this Welsh countryside where the first exoticism whose history has kept track was the discovery of the tomato. We feel the effort made by these newcomers to adapt to their rustic environment by proposing what all travelers know to do: their kitchen. From there a map, or rather its absence, replaced by a long panel that lists the main dishes to the menu whose a little fantasy spelling reveals a cracked copy on a table corner, the large French-Spanish dictionary open.From the croquettes to the black rice to the omelette or the gaspacho, we find the great classics that the readers who are asterix in Hispanie expect to find a restaurant. The plates come from the hands of a server with a severe face, such as the characters of the Enterrement of the Count of Orgaz, the moving painting of the Greeko that is admired in Toledo. After a pleasant tapnade as a mouth-catching, come the entries. A good surprise, an esqueixade of groined cod placed on a salad of tomatoes, peppers and onions that blends well the tastes of the sea and the land. Next to that, croquettes with ham, one of those tapas, the Spaniards of which has decided my daughter, nostalgic of a Madrid stay, to accompany me for this tasting. Well crispy on the outside, you feel the fact home, with its advantages and disadvantages. We find the nostalgia of the meticulous preparations of grandmother who mark the memory of all men who were one day of the children, but also the inequality in the result that stems from a hesitant mastery of the technical gestures specific to a professional kitchen. To be followed, a « arroz negro », this must-have Valencian dish whose rice is cooked with a bouillon coloured by the ink of seiche in a paella. It happens to us richly served in individual cassoleettes, accompanied by its lemon but without the traditional Ayoli. Rice is cooked to the point, without alas the usual socarrat, this slight caramerization which is obtained by a brief shot at the end of cooking, and with flavours not quite marked to my taste, which undoubtedly reveals an adaptation to the tastes of local nestals not inclined to excess. The abundance of portions leads us quickly to satiety and we leave relaxed without letting us try with a dessert and we dive into the night to find our dulce domus."
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