No, this isn’t about literature, philosophy or trying to justify playing computer games. Brain food is actually about, well, brain as food.
It also sells pre-prepared brain:
These are cervelles d’agneaux (lamb brains), nestling in between trays of rabbit in a prune sauce and a chunky beetroot salad. What’s a girl to do? Experiment, of course!
“You do know what these are?” asked the serveur as he loaded them into a container.
“And what to do with them?”
As it turns out, brain should be heated gently in a saucepan to bring out the garlic and parsley seasoning…
…and then served with a squeeze of fresh lemon juice as a final flourish.
So, I tried to forget about all those infectious diseases transmitted by eating central nervous tissue and tucked in, to discover a smooth, surprisingly melt-in-the-mouth texture.
Low marks for flavour, however: a kind of grey nothingness saved only by the garlic and lemon. And as for appearance? Well, the next time I’m in a French market, I’m just going to pick up a box of these instead: