Tuesday, 28 August 2012
If my mother could see me now...
After sorting out our 'carte grise' at the prefecture in Tours we headed over to one of favourite eateries 'Chien Jaune' for lunch, it's actually on the same street as you walk back towards the railway station.
The meal was up to the usual standard but my starter was something else - a baked nectarine wrapped in bacon with a salad, a long way from my Scottish roots. Only blemish was they charged 12.50 € for a half litre of Chinon rose.