Hotel & Restaurant Robic
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... main course monsieur?"
I'd spotted andouilette and knew from Bucko's experience it was **** in a bag, didn't want that. So by a process of elimination of disgusting stuff I went for 'langue de boeuf' - as did Will. Now I know that means beef tongue and I've had ox tongue at home, admittedly it was post war Britain, rationing was still on, it did come out of a tin, and my mum made me eat it, so thought cant' be that bad.
The salad ...
... basilica in St Anne d'Auray which turned out to be a full mass. Absolutely magnificent with all the pomp & ceremony including procession, choir, singing priest & communion (wafer only!). After 1.5 hours we left as we thought it might go for another hour or so! We then drove to Rochforte-en-Terre which was divine. Medieval show with ...
... drink it by ourselves! We found the guest house easily and it is absolutely beautiful. Set in acres of beautifully manicured gardens, there are 4 guest rooms and we have two of them. The host and hostess (Kathy and Maurice) are delightful - so welcoming and warm even though they have very little English. Our rooms are just divine. Beautifully decorated in my fave colour scheme of the moment - black, silver & grey. There is parking on site and a remote ...
... it cost about 80 quid! It's almost worth going to France just to get your bike fixed! As soon as I got back on my bike, it felt brand new and we were soon cruising along in the drizzle, back to join the cycle path to Morlaix! Rain was not something we'd counted on and in my head I'd imagined cycling about in shorts and blazing sunshine - I almost didn't even take a coat! It was a really nice cycle to Morlaix though and although hillier and less sunny ...
... Hotel Le Brieux (I think) for a coffee, cold drink and lunch which was Croque
Monsieur basically a toasted ham sandwich with melted cheese on the top.
Joined by Pen Friend Annie - for a beer we then walked to a little bar up a steep cobbled street and succumbed to a beer.
We returned to
the hotel for a small siesta before being collected again by Annie for another meal at our French friend’s house.