Our trip to France is winding up. We went to the town of Goudargues on Wednesday to check out the weekly market. Goudargues has a canal through the town and is called the Venice of Provence. Well, not quite:
The stalls had the usual stuff, but this van caught my eye:
After battling through the A7 to Lyon Kim picked up the girls from Vichy station and we had a really nice meal at Comptoir Abel in the old town. Probably one of the few places I’d go back to on a regular basis. Great chicken with morilles dish.
Our last lunch was a bit of fish at écailler Cellerier in Halles de Lyon Paul Bocuse and then some takeaway bits and pieces for Mia, including some ham from Bellota-Bellota.:
So, au revoir France and hello England!