Thursday, 29 September 2016

A Thymic Crisis

First things first, the French are very very good at a lot of things e.g. most foods, wine,road signs etc but they have one very big failure......COFFEE; they just don't get it! Anyway we will soon be in Italy where it is difficult to get a bad coffee. Anyway now I've got that off my chest I'll continue.
After a couple of false starts we make our way to the Musee de Confluence, where we spend a number of hours
Our tour group


Our tour guide

Lookout behind you!!!!!!!!

Penguins for Ella and Matilda
interrupted by a light lunch.
Vol au vent stuffed with sweebreads, prawns, chicken etc


I highly recommend this place for any visitor to Lyon,fascinating (also the museum).
Following a bit of generalised rambling


we make our way to La Mere Brazier (The mother's brassiere?) to notch up a couple more Michelin stars

Bresse chicken and foie gras en croute

Fish

Foie Gras-Apparently this dish is 10 years old although it did taste quite fresh!

Quenelle with lobster and brussel spouts

Thymus

Madelaine

"Don't be alarmed Madame, this is mostly air"

Yum
following which I am starting to resemble the Michelin man. Then a pleasant perambulation back to our digs with our stomachs full and our wallets empty.


Tuesday, 27 September 2016

A bad case of French Mondayitis

A late start but enjoy a delicious aubergine and fetta tart from the boulangerie across the road.



Probably not a first class AirBNB

but what a well supplied kitchen!


We decide to walk to the Paul Bocuse food market because it is one of the few things open in France on Monday; what they failed to mention was that all the food stalls were actually closed on a Monday-but we got a big kick from wandering up and down the deserted aisles and just imagining what we were missing out on-NOT!
In the afternoon we visit the Cinema and Miniature Museum(thank you Bruce and Katrina)- a revealing insight into cinematic techniques




Who is this?

Who is this?
plus displays of miniature scenes made by somebody who had far too much time on his hands.











We walk along the Saone River



to our dinner being served tonight at Chez Abel-magnifique!



Gotta love the thymus gland!