We interrupt our regularly scheduled service — namely, the promised report on Sunday’s expanded market and Salon de la Gastronomie — to mention that today (Tuesday, August 2) is the first anniversary of our move to the GDA and, more specifically, Daglan. To mark the occasion, my wife Jan and I had a fabulous lunch today at Le Petit Paris.
Lunch actually began chez nous, where we consumed a glass or two of Veuve d’Argent (the Silver Widow), a drinkable Champagne wanna-be. Then off we went on the 90-second trek to the restaurant.
We chose primarily from the chef’s l’Idée du Moment, plus a good Chablis from the wine list. We both started with a glass dish holding a base of potato salad mixed with bits of pickled herring, and then topped with slices of house-made marinated salmon. To wit:
My wife had the cod as her main course, while I ordered the linguine made with a light creamy sauce and chunks of cêpes and wafer-thin slices of summer truffles — which was absolutely delicious. Here’s my dish:
To top things off, we both had the cool rice pudding studded with tiny pieces of kiwi fruit, strawberries, peaches and watermelon, and drizzled with an orange-caramel sauce. Here it is:
To top it all off, Madame gave us complimentary snifters of Armagnac, to congratulate us on our first anniversary and to thank us for our fidelité as clients. So we are not complaining in the slightest.
Neither were we complaining about the quality of the produce being offered on Sunday at the Salon de la Gastronomie in the main village square (which I must remember to start calling the Place de la Liberté, which is its actual name). A photographic sampling follows, starting with lovely bunches of shallots:
Next to the shallots were bunches of garlic, like this:
Across the street from the garlic stall was a vendor of earthy delights — like summer truffles and chanterelles. Here they are:
(It should be noted that the mushrooms and truffles were featured in a delicious omelette that Jan made for our lunch on Monday.) Further down the street there was a stall selling huge cêpes. Having already bought some chanterelles, we passed by the large mushrooms, but they sure looked good. Here’s a peek:
There was some great fruit for sale too — like these nectarines:
And some lovely pears, that we passed by (you can only eat so much fruit at a time). Here they are:
But it was not all about fruit, vegetables, and fungi. There were some beautiful bunches of flowers for sale too, like these:
Once we were finished shopping at the market that morning, I headed off on a bike ride while Jan went for a long walk. On her return, she stopped off at the stall of the young woman who sells roast chicken, potatoes, confit of duck, and other goodies, and picked up a large helping of paella. And that was our Sunday lunch at home.
In the afternoon, we headed back to the square for the demonstration of the truffle-hunting dog. But that is a story for another day — namely, tomorrow. For today, let me simply close with: Happy Anniversary!