It's Angus' birthday. The PONs are told they're going to be left alone to guard the house while we go off for lunch. They wear their '' it's a dogs life " expression.
Five tables set under the arches outside the little restaurant. A Belgian couple in a shiny BMW show up without a reservation. They're told that there's ' simply no room '. Commercialism here in France profonde has yet to catch on.
I usually don't photograph food but
A cold tomato mousse with mozarella 'spume'
Coquilette in orange sauce
and two puddings ( The Font having less of a sweet tooth than Angus )
All for less than the price of four beers in Laguna Beach tells you why the Germans have a phrase '' To live like God in France ".