(Cold + crappy)weather+cold shower+(cold + greasy)fries for lunch = crabby Betsy
But then came dinner.
We dined in the courtyard of an ancient farmhouse, surrounded by azaleas. The kids relished plates of gambas in pastis sauce. M savored a perfect steak and my ratatouille was fabulous; crisp and flavorful. Bats pirouetted gracefully above our heads, and when it got dark the owner came out and placed flickering candles on every table. It was a perfect evening...
4 comments:
That sounds parfait!
The question is... did you order this time? (Runs and ducks)
Sorry, I couldn't resist. ;-)
Yum! How'd you ever find the place? Plain old luck?
I love to watch bats flying. They are amazingly graceful.
oh you didn't order the food anymore this time :p
Mmmmm... sounds sublime!
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