Another glorious day.
Off early for the clinic. The drive is easy and filled with great scenes of Provence – vineyards, stretches of pines, beautiful homes. When David picked me up it was time for lunch. Surprise Surprise – it’s always time to eat or drink on our blog!! David had made reservations at a quaint restaurant that we like, Mas du Capoun, located in Mollégès. The village is quite close to the farmhouse (mas), about six kilometers. We’ve eaten there before and found the food was quite good and the prices very modest – 22 euro for three courses, including wine. The restaurant is owned and run by a young Belgian couple who have established a solid reputation for good food and value. As a result, the place is always packed – reservations are a must.
We started with a kir, and then ordered our meal – for both of us the marinated salmon cru (raw salmon) starter, followed by a jambonette de volaille (rolled, stuffed chicken) for me and dos de lieu (a thick cut of sea bream) for David. We ordered a local rosé to go with our meal, and Badoit – our favorite mineral water. The service was warm (they remembered us) and the food excellent. David finished the meal with a small cheese plate (Camembert, bleu d’Auvergne, and St. Maure), and I had a wonderful fresh strawberry concoction. A café noir put the exclamation point on a great lunch. We promised Michele we would come back next week, and then motored off.
The mas was waiting, with a few chores to take care of. We brought Tide detergent pods and Bounce fabric softener sheets with us, so put them to use on our first loads of laundry. It might sound bizarre, but having a washer and dryer is one of the real pluses of renting the mas – you can pack lighter and do a load of laundry any time you feel like it. In an hour, I had fresh jeans, shirts, and more. Ditto for David. Tomorrow we will do whites and towels.
With domestic chores out-of-the-way, it was time for…Cafe du Centre. We grabbed a table, and Chrystelle dutifully arrived with our usual. David went to pick up a baguette and some allumettes (a pastry that looks like a matchstick, filled with chocolate), then returned so we could sit and relax. In due course, it was time to head back to the mas to prepare our evening repast.
Tonight was salad night, so I put together some fresh greens, red onions, homemade croutons and “ugly tomatoes”, then loaded a plate with hard-boiled eggs, cheeses, ham, and shrimp. My homemade dressing benefited from great local ingredients, earning accolades from all of the diners (David.)
After watching some hideous TV shows (the Brits have worse TV than we do), we turned in, hoping that the weather will let us go to Uzès tomorrow for Market Day.