We arrived and found the parking area towards the top of the village and headed towards the village square. We were particularly keen to visit here as we had read it is one of the prettiest villages in France.
Perched on the side of the hill, the narrow streets wind around beautifully maintained, shuttered houses, three to four stories high, some with ancient front doors with ivy and potted plants providing colour and where there is room, the odd olive tree sprouts from the cobbled streets.
Leaving this delightful scene were wandered along narrow lanes exploring all the little nooks and crannies with a photo opportunity round every corner.
We gradually worked our way to the other side of the village where we came upon another restaurant/ cafe.
The second cafe was a lot smaller but again outdoors shaded by a beautiful tree. The steep area had been levelled with a stone retaining wall and in the centre was a large fountain with tables spread around it as before.
Iron bottle holders were attached at appropriate spots in the fountain so the water tumbling from the fountain kept the wine cooled. The waiters were dressed in full white aprons which touched their shoes.
Rack of lamb with zucchini and orange peel couscous, roasted cherry tomatoes and orange segments with a beautiful orange sauce,
then finished off with tart tattin for me and a strawberry sorbet for Helen.
Communicating in French with our very friendly waiter was a lot of fun . It is surprising how much you begin to understand using halting English, French and mime !!
There was much laughter and warmth as we said our goodbyes
Another wonderful memory to store away.