Finally
my feet touch French soil, bonjour I am back in the land of my dreams, although,
the sky was somewhat grey it didn’t dampen my spirits. Driving through the crazy Paris traffic my
senses on high alert I felt myself shift down a gear, I’m ready for some me
time! Rain had started pouring as we entered the motorway, good job I wasn’t at
the wheel, what with driving on the ‘wrong side of the road’ speed limits that
send a shiver up your spine and pouring rain, it was enough to send you straight
to the bar. As we sped through the French
countryside towards Cabrerets patches of blue began to appear in the sky. As we started to see familiar territory the
excitement really started to build, duck egg blue shutters, a chateau or two,
rolling green hills, the magnificent Lot river bulging at the seams and then Le Chateau Gontaut-Biron sitting high above the road marking the entrance into
Cabrerets, we had arrived.
The
day went in a whirlwind, a quick check on the house, a visit to old friends,
and a gin and tonic with new ones!! And then a dinner to remember at Michele
and Peters home, smoked duck salad, roasted duck confit with potatoes cooked in
foie gras fat, crottin de chevre, followed finally by strawberries marinated in
rose water with basil and mint, what a combination. A nightcap followed with a very special Armagnac
to warm our hearts before heading home around midnight. Cabrerets is magical by night, dark and still;
it looks as if it has come right out of a fairy tale storybook. Antique white French linen sheets await my
grateful body before drifting off to sleep in paradise.
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