When I was growing up, my parents would take me out for dinner from an early age, (starting around 9), where I was introduced to lots of good food and bistro classics. I especially remember Coq Au Vin at a local restaurant, cooked for hours until falling off the bone and a meal of chicken braised in Vodka followed by chocolate mousse with brandy that was so good I was allowed to eat two! I think it was partly that my parents wanted to go out and not deliver me to my grandmothers every Saturday and partly because they could see how much I appreciated food and eating at restaurants and so probably enjoyed watching me tuck in to such adult tastes at such a young age.
