France has not only oodles of atmosphere, history and scenery but also a reputation for food matched by just a few cuisines around the world… ask anyone to name the top five world cuisines and surely France’s would be in there somewhere.
Since I am not mobile we have been spending time being lazy around the gîte and now we are again lucky enough to be invited to lunch in a French home… the word “delicious” hardly begins to do it justice. In fact very few words do. The bread this time is home made, and a lot of laughter flows around the table as we enjoy a leisurely mid-day meal.
The weather, at 27 C today is still unusually and seriously warm for April and there is a talk that the locals are worried that a snap overnight freeze is stil possible and if the grape vines start growing too fast too early then the new buds could suffer frost damage if the worst happens. For the next three to four weeks they will have to hold their breath and watch the weather reports.
We speak to more people and this topic of conversation returns over and over, it’s on people’s minds. Our lunch conversation takes us of course to other topics too, and gossip and fond stories about people Himself knew, either today living or dead are retold or updated as we are reminded of the past ans bought up to speed on the present.
Once again the lunch is outstanding… your mouth waters as you spy the photos, mine does too as I remember eating this meal. Do we want more? Mais Oui!
Note to self: the larger round of chévre (goat) cheese has to be one of the best goat cheeses I’ve ever tasted (I don’t like it too sharpish sour, this for me is goat cheese perfection).
Luckily I’m writing this post after the event so can tell you that the good weather endured long enough that the danger of frosts passed, much to the certain relief of many owners of vines.