January 16, 2022

It ain't Paris...

...but the food's good. This is the Chapaire in Rue Victor Hugo, opposite Richards Gallery (as was -)
More people arrived as we settled to lunch yesterday and a jolly time was had. They do two plats and we had one each, my lovely companion (le Capt) settling for the poulet basque while I went for the paella with wiggly pasta. Plates they do not do, though they say they will at some point in the future. Everything made in house, delicious; and tiramisu and chocolate mouse worth the weight gain.

 More news; Ole-Bendik has emailed, saying that hes worrying he may become soft 'and risk loosing the hard edge to my survival instinct', due to the cooking of the neighbourhood, meals without wheels. He is clearly better and thanks everyone involved in his care.

Got your calender yet? Then you are in luck, as Gill has half-a-dozen left and seeing as how it's January they are going at 5 euros at La Vie Vintage. She has done charming watercolours of the area, the villages in l'haute vallee de l'aude.  Make good (late) gifts if you have just bought yours from the pompiers...

Off to join the Sami farewell at the PMU now. Still sad.

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