The other day a friend asked me whether on the blog I write more about traditional cooking or more experimental cooking, and I told her a bit of everything, and that it also goes in phases. So after a few spherifications, it's time for some good lentils. The best lentils in the world are, without a doubt, my mother's. She usually makes them with vegetables only, and you'll ask how they can be so good with just vegetables. Well, they are: a thousand flavours and 20,000 nuances, truly delicious, a 10. My lentils aren't bad at all; they'll surely be the best for my children, although right now they're not exactly their favourite dish. As my younger son says, "Dad, I don't like them but I eat them", followed by "what's for dessert?" I also make them with vegetables only, but this time, to give them a bit more flavour, I added a little fuet (Catalan dry sausage), cut very small, and the result was extraordinary, although it didn't beat...