It can’t be an accident that this summer’s hit movie features a dish from Provence. No other region of the world has so many potential sequels so suited to the season -- after ratatouille, they could start with aioli or bouillabaisse and keep going through pistou and salade nicoise.
And those are just the familiar signatures from a part of France where the cuisine is almost literally sunny. Far more obscure dishes could be art house sensations too -- which makes crespeou the “Big Night” of Provencal cooking.
I first encountered it in a countryside restaurant in the Luberon 10 years ago when I ordered an appetizer with no idea what it might be and was rewarded with a gorgeous wedge of what was essentially a round terrine made from thin, open-face omelets, half of them yellow from eggs alone, the rest colored red from the addition of roasted peppers. It was served at room temperature, so the flavors were very direct, and it was sensational.
Two years ago I found an even more dramatic crespeou on the buffet table at a friend’s party near the pool at her summer home outside the village of Eygalieres: At least 20 thin omelets of varying colors and with contrasting ingredients were stacked on a platter wreathed with lavender sprigs to make a towering cake to be sliced to order. The cascade of local flavors was dazzling: anchovies, basil, olives, eggplant, zucchini, capers, mushrooms, peppers, tomatoes and more.
Crespeou (pronounced cress-PAY-oo) is sometimes called gateau d’omelettes, which is a bit like underselling ratatouille as vegetable stew. It is an omelet cake, but it can be an hors d’oeuvre or a main course, party food or solitary supper, hot main dish or cold snack. And it is the greatest idea since the frittata for using anything you have on hand in summertime. (Calling it clean-out-the-refrigerator fare is not very glamorous, but it applies.)
Like ratatouille, crespeou can be made myriad ways. The easiest is just to cook up a stack of open-face omelets, piling them on a plate as they firm up and brown slightly, then cut the assemblage into wedges to serve right away. But it is much more common to stack the omelets and then weight them overnight so that they compress and cling together even more. The contrast among flavors in every layer is more pronounced.
A recipe I tore out of a French food magazine I bought on my first trip to Provence 10 years ago called for even more drama: This crespeou was layered into a springform pan, then covered in an egg-and-cream custard and baked to make something like a cross between a quiche and a crespeou. The extra step strikes me as overkill, though.
Another variation turned up in Simone Beck’s “New Menus From Simca’s Cuisine,” a classic cookbook from 1978 a friend loaned me after hearing I was trying to re-create a dish even a French friend did not know well. The late cookbook author, who collaborated with Julia Child on her first master work, called her take “les omelettes en sandwich,” and she properly touted it as a great destination for the bits and pieces and ends of jars in the refrigerator: “leftover vegetables, stray bits of cheese, a teacup with the last bit of tomato sauce.” Six omelets are stacked and served immediately in this version.
Interestingly, Beck noted that the same dish could be made with crepes in wintertime as a way of cutting back on the eggs, which in a seasonally sensitive world were scarcer and thus more expensive while chickens were molting. Our all-food-all-the-time attitude precludes that, but crepes could be cool in a summer crespeou too.
What makes crespeou appealing for an American cook is that it is so free-form. You can flavor the different layers with just about anything, and you can build it as high as you like. Starting with Provencal standards makes sense, and it is hard to surpass alternating layers of eggs spiked with tapenade, anchovies, basil, zucchini, garlic, spinach, capers, eggplant, tomatoes and more.
Crespeou is much more forgiving than a one-on-a-plate omelet breakfast. If any layer is less than perfect, you can be sure no one will notice any imperfection; the layers all meld in a way stand-alone eggs never do.
Cooking all the open-face omelets is also very easy: You just need to beat the eggs well with salt and pepper and mix in any seasonings, then heat a teaspoon or so of olive oil in a 9-inch saute pan and scramble the eggs until they hold together in a single flat layer. If you want them to be very thin, don’t stir them as they set; otherwise, whisk away.
And while the recipe that follows is relatively precise, you can feel free to adjust the timing and make the eggs more golden on the bottom rather than crustier-brown, or keep the top side moist to the point of wet.
No matter how you proceed, rose is the perfect accompaniment for crespeou. And while you generally need no sauce or garnish with it, you can serve it with a green or potato salad or add a tomato coulis or a sauce of pureed roasted red peppers. Or just arrange some gleaming nicoise olives alongside and maybe some tomato slices with basil.
Crespeou costs more to make than mere omelets, but even at the price of two movie tickets, it is the easiest way to be transported to Provence.