Fondue is on every menu in every restaurant here in Switzerland. As you can see, some restaurants even use it as a lure to attract hungry passersby. Much like flies are drawn to roadkill.
I’m no gourmand, particularly after having my nose reamed out in three different surgeries that seem to have destroyed about 75% of my senses of taste and smell, so I have no idea why fondue is so popular here in Switzerland. I suppose it must be some kind of traditional Swiss food.
Either that or the entire country is suffering from an acid flashback to the early ’70s.
I don’t mind saying that my memories of fondue from those years are not positive. Sitting around with a bunch of other people poking pieces of meat and veggies into a pot of ghastly-smelling, semi-solid cheese does not rank highly in my Book of Golden Memories.
Put me in the fondon’t camp.