One afternoon we crossed the street from our hotel and spent a pleasant hour strolling along the Loire River in the beautiful weather we encountered throughout our stay.
As to dining, we did fine. We enjoyed a first night’s dinner of tapas and wine at Chez Madie. The employees here and in every other restaurant were friendly and helpful, with a command of English fortunately superior to Brian’s French.
Their whimsical version of a Croque-Monsieur…
The bread in France is always marvelous.
Our second dinner was at La Deuvaliere, considered worth a mention, if not a star, in the Guide Michelin. The meal was terrific, starting with an amuse-bouche and a glass of sparkling Vouvray, the well-regarded Crémant or Bulles of the Loire Valley that some French prefer to Champagne.
We shared a large portion of foie gras.
At work in the kitchen…
Chicken for Kathy and cod for Brian…
We’d ordered a three-course meal and managed to find room for desserts, Kathy’s featuring mango and Brian’s Ganache…
Look what’s hidden under the chocolate wafer.
Yesterday we skipped the mediocre hotel breakfast (after all, breakfast here is le petit dejeuner or “little lunch”) and enjoyed dejeuner at The Old Mulberry Tree, a pub sort of place.
A lovely view of Place Plumereau from our table…
Kathy started with a mushroom velouté.
Brian’s choice was a salmon terrine.
Kathy’s “hamburger” consisted of chicken breast filet, goat cheese, and blueberry jam, a combination new to us.
Brian’s Chicken Cordon Bleu was equally unique.
Fun to try and plenty of food but not particularly memorable.
Their menu features QR codes with links to four different languages, including English, saving paper and confusion.
We never tire of the baguettes.
Or the wine…
Today, alas, we pack our rollaboards and wend our way by train to CDG, where we’re saying at the Courtyard by Marriott.