Day 6
Got up late- it was raining and didn’t look too promising. Had the 2 apples from Richard’s tree for breakfast.
Went to St. Céré in the rain. First stop – the brocante where we vacillated and didn’t buy the clock on our last trip. Guess what – it, or something very similar, was still in the shop 4 years later. (I don’t think it was the same – it looked newer.) We didn’t buy it this time either.
Went into the church, talked to some swans by the river, and showed up for lunch at the Victor Hugo hotel 15 minutes early.
Had a mediocre meal of mackerel salad (Dave) salad (Jill), spaghetti with volaille (chicken, Kristen), veal cutlets (Jill & Dave) and dessert of very good chocolate ice cream (Miss K) and Lemon Meringue pie (Dave).
It wasn’t raining anymore, so we went up to Beaulieu on the Dordogne. I didn’t recognize it, but Jill did, as a place we made a pit stop 4 years ago.
Had a mediocre meal of mackerel salad (Dave) salad (Jill), spaghetti with volaille (chicken, Kristen), veal cutlets (Jill & Dave) and dessert of very good chocolate ice cream (Miss K) and Lemon Meringue pie (Dave).
It wasn’t raining anymore, so we went up to Beaulieu on the Dordogne. I didn’t recognize it, but Jill did, as a place we made a pit stop 4 years ago.
Went to the church, walked around the old town, and drove across the river to take some photos.
Then up to the small town of Queyssac-les-Vignes for a 360 degree view from an old (600 year) tower on the property of a hotel. Unfortunately, the hotel was closed, so we only got about 120 degrees of view from the town square below.
Then drove down to Carennac on the Dordogne. Quite crowded, and as we became trapped in our car in a narrow lane (6 point u-turn the only way out, on a hill with kids around), Jill pointed out that we had been here as well. The nice thing about being me is that everything always seems new!
Walked around the crowded town, bought some candied walnuts, took some photos of the admittedly pretty town, then got out. But not till after Jill found our parking spot from 4 years ago.
Drove back home, past Castelnau (imposing). Home at 6:30 or 7.
Then right back out to dinner at the other restaurant in Port Gagnac – Auberge de Vieux Port. Had a very nice dinner, but not as nice as last night. Plus, a little chilly out.
It looks like the restaurant has been passed to the next generation (the menu shows 3 generations, with Gramps at 84 years). It seems to have been updated a little and the prices raised a bit (just like next door). Jill – salad, confit de canard, and walnut ice cream (why is the word for scallop the same as walnut?), Kristen jambon blanc, spaghetti and chocolate ice cream, Dave Salmon and Duck salad, steak, and a chocolate / vanilla pudding thing, plus a bottle of Glanes.
Home and to bed with Peter Mayle (one of his books, not him!)
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Walked around the crowded town, bought some candied walnuts, took some photos of the admittedly pretty town, then got out. But not till after Jill found our parking spot from 4 years ago.
Drove back home, past Castelnau (imposing). Home at 6:30 or 7.
Then right back out to dinner at the other restaurant in Port Gagnac – Auberge de Vieux Port. Had a very nice dinner, but not as nice as last night. Plus, a little chilly out.
It looks like the restaurant has been passed to the next generation (the menu shows 3 generations, with Gramps at 84 years). It seems to have been updated a little and the prices raised a bit (just like next door). Jill – salad, confit de canard, and walnut ice cream (why is the word for scallop the same as walnut?), Kristen jambon blanc, spaghetti and chocolate ice cream, Dave Salmon and Duck salad, steak, and a chocolate / vanilla pudding thing, plus a bottle of Glanes.
Home and to bed with Peter Mayle (one of his books, not him!)
Day 7 >>>