This morning I feel a little weary. This is due to a very traditional Burgundian evening spent in the village (montberthault) at the house of Claude and Annie. Several aperitifs proceeded a lovely local meal. A salad of crayfish tails, asparagus and egg followed by escargot in garlic butter. I challenge you to taste better snails anywhere, Claude collects them locally and then prepares them. For main we had local deer shot by their son with accompaniments including lambs ear mushrooms also collected by Claude. Then the obligatory cheese and on to homemade tarts of custard, plums and cherries. All was washed down by copious amounts of burgundy wine. Of course we couldn't leave without a digestif and l'eau de vie of pear and also plum warmed the cockles. It was a great evening, these people speak little English and have little money but open their home to us willingly and shared the delicious local produce served simply but there is nothing better. Claude has lived in the same house all his life, his mom the village school mistress. By the end of the evening we were all chatting amiably in a mixture of French and English.
A super evening leading to a quiet morning as we all recuperate. Tres jolie!
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