Claudine has been in Toulouse and is about to go to the mountains so we were lucky to catch her and Jean yesterday, for a glutinous lunch at the Pont. The paintings on the walls are by Jean who regards himself as a copyist, which is fair enough, but he is good at it.
It's still brill to eat there, though you must book. We had the only menu, stuffed avocado - no ketchup (!) just a good mayo with prawns and bits of crab and I think tuna, plus salad - rouget which was delicately cooked with a sauce hollandaise, a couple of steamed potatoes with the texture of butter and a pile of chopped courgettes lashed with butter and garlic- a choice of puds but for me a fresh fruit salad with icecream and squirty creme and apricot coulis. That and too much wine cost 14 euros.
We benefited greatly from the company of our friends who were trying to inform us as to the political situation here - as we tried to explain Boris-moves....
Claudine brought us a punnet of her redcurrants, beautiful to look at - with another present within, also a jewel!
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