After looking at the wonderful produce and tasting breads and olive tapenades and candies and macaroons, we were quite hungry. We had made reservations at this restaurant on our way in. The special of the day, on their chalkboard, was a true weakness of mine, daube. Daube, if you don't know it is what one would,at first, call beef stew. Well, a good Provencal daube is much more than beef stew. Full of local herbs and wine and a rich sauce, it is cooked and reheated before serving to make the flavors marry. So when I saw daube on the sign I was done for.
We had a wonderful meal. The daube really did fall apart on the tongue and the wine we had complimented it perfectly.
Before going in Carol almost bought her 125th shopping basket, since starting to visit to France.
1 comment:
One can never have enough baskets!...well maybe a few too many, but with all the great markets in Provence, why not!!
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