I’m not sure if Jo’s walking today, but we’re on a mission to find good food no matter what.  Tighten your seat belts because we have to drive to our walk today at col du Mont de Fourche…unless you’d like to cycle to the top of a pass once part of the Tour de France.  Or you can give this big boy bike a try.

Usually our walks end with a tasty bite.  We’re going to turn that around: start and end with a walk and focus on the food in between.  Be a rebel with us!

We’d driven by this restaurant, one of the local places that you figure could be really good or really bad!  One thing in its favor was that the patio was full of happy (and sometimes heavy) customers.  We took a chance and went in.  We almost left when the owner showed us head cheese, but thankfully we stayed, taking the table by the window the owner showed us.

The plat de jour, plate of the day, had four entree choices: steak, lamb, pork chops, or sausage.  My s-i-l chose steak and although tempted by the pork chop, I went with lamb.  The owner was out again shortly with a small bowl of tasty black olives. While we waited for our entrees, we people-watched through the window.  There was an attractive German motorcyclist, lots of locals gorging on sausages, beer, and other goodies, and a few families digging into ice cream at the end of their meals.

Our meals came on what appeared to be cutting boards.  The salads were four piles of shredded or cut veggies, each with its own dressing, and naturally a pile of  frites.

Lamb chops.  SO good, with just enough crispy fat (you can cut it off if you like) and perfectly seasoned.

My s-i-l’s steak.  I had a bite.  Also very good.  See the herb butter? Yum!

You might be getting full, but there’s still dessert, so where you buckled up in the car, you may want to unbuckle if you’re wearing a belt.  There were 18 choices written on a blackboard.  Holy moly!  From what we observed through the window and in the rest of the room, these weren’t small bites at the end of a large meal.  They were substantial on their own!!  Unfortunately, I didn’t take photo of the desserts.  Too busy eating, I guess.  I had vanilla crème brûlée.  My s-i-l’s dessert, an enormous dish of rum-raisin ice cream had eau de vie (fruit brandy/Aquavit) poured over it.  My tasting spoonful make my eyes water.  🙂  It wasn’t finished.  🙂

Naturally we had to go there again before I went home, this time on a Sunday afternoon.  The post-church crowd was there and a group of ten motorcyclists who came in dripping wet from the rain.  Soon bike leathers and waterproof clothing was hanging in every possible spot.   Rather than our former spot in the smaller room, we were seated in this lovely dining room, although it was filled with people.

OK, the food would have been enough but as we watched all the locals, a drink we’d never seen before kept appearing.  We had to try it!  It turned out to be mirabelle with Crémant (sparkling wine similar to Champagne) and a mirabelle fruit at the bottom.  The mirabelle, a type of plum, turns out to be something almost impossible to get in the US, as it enjoys a protected origin designation.  Wikipedia says “In the United States, trees dating back to the 1940s are still producing fruit in residential neighborhoods in Tamalpais Valley, just north of San Francisco.”  Just that one spot! But 80% of mirabelle come from the Lorraine region of France.  We liked the drink so much we had another one and it’s our new favorite.  This isn’t a great photo, but it’s a great drink.

We had the same entrées, then once again it was time for dessert.  Profiteroles were the dessert of choice that day, three of them covered topped with dark chocolate sauce with real whipped cream (not sweet, in the delicious European way) on the side.  It was a tough job, but we managed to put them away.  (This photo is from a previous visit to France and a different place, but these are profiteroles.  Didn’t want you to miss out.  Aren’t you glad these are only virtual calories???)

Hmmm, we haven’t done much walking yet.  Let’s try to get up for our walk to the car.  You can make a bathroom stop first if you like, although in France you go to the toilet, not the bathroom.  As we leave, the owner rushes to say goodbye in both French and German.  We’ll definitely be back, me on my next trip, my s-i-l when she introduces my b-i-l to the pleasure of the table there.  Glad you could be there today!

for Jo’s Monday Walk (although she’s not walking today)

Comments
  1. Dan Antion says:

    Three hours until lunch, and it’s going to seem like dog food by comparison to these pictures and your descriptions, Janet. And that drink – what an excellent way to get your daily measure of fruit 😉

  2. scr4pl80 says:

    Yummy lamb chop. My hubby doesn’t like lamb so I don’t get them often. Also yummy dessert. Thanks for making my mouth water!

  3. happyface313 says:

    🙂 This looks absolutely yummy, dear Janet!
    Fortunately I just had a bite to eat, otherwise you’d see me running to the fridge 😀
    I like the traditional steak and frites in France. Normally it’s something that is good (almost) everywhere. And of course Profiteroles are delicious with a cup of coffee (for me).
    I didn’t know that mirabelle fruit are limited to certain areas.
    So once again I learnt something. Thank you!
    Have a very HAPPY week!
    Claudia xo 🙂

    • It was absolutely yummy, Claudia! 🙂 I may have to try the pork chops next time, but we’ll see. I’ll definitely be thinking about the profiteroles. Learning about mirabelles made us happy, too.

      You have a wonderful week as well!

      janet

  4. marianallen says:

    Ooo, that all looks delicious! I especially love the “salads” of individual vegetables with individual sauces. Looks like you did well, choosing that place!

  5. Su Leslie says:

    Yum. Just … yum.

  6. de Wets Wild says:

    You’ve got me very hungry now on this cold Tuesday morning in SA, Janet! The food looks delectable indeed!

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