Monday to Thursday 14 to 17 July

Our magic weather continues and Lady P has taken to the pool for a half kilometre swim and a bit of floating around too. Still only 26C in the pool so no go for Flashy!

Thursday, we drove through the dry summer fields of the region, about 20 minutes along goat tracks and under giant wind turbines to a highly acclaimed restaurant at Migre. I did notice that there were no birds falling out of the sky or pigs with two heads, so they must be special wind turbines.

Les Sources du Moulin Restaurant is a country cottage, bistro, cellar door, restaurantie sort of place. Seats about 100 and does an amazing lunch (which we had) and they say, remarkable dinners. It is family run with the son a Paris trained chef. 34,90€ gets you a prix fixe menu with three choices of entrée, plat and dessert. An amuse arrives to start and is followed by carpaccio of veal Italian style. Then tuna for her and duck for him. Very grand French style not country simple that’s for sure. Dessert was peach tart and a monster chocolate profiterole. A Charentais Spritz, a bottle of Grande Vin du Bordeaux Rogue, a glass of Sancerre and a couple of coffees for 95,30€.

Then home through the goat tracks again, via a cute chapel to some saint from 500AD and it’s 37c in the shade and 27c in the pool. Hot enough for a swim?

Somewhere under all that is the carpaccio du veau
Truffled duck. Pink of course.
Tuna
A very big profiterole
Peach tart
Yes he did. Slowly.


Comments

  1. Graeme20 July 2025 at 02:28

    Just because I commented on a food photo, no need to get carried away! Although I am fond of a good profiterole.

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