Hello there, darling readers!!
At the end of this month, Jules and I will head off to stay at this renovated moulin in the Southwest of France, in the Dordogne. Life is rough, isn’t it? The property is laden with fig trees, and it is set in a tiny town outside of Bergerac (a town which you may remember from your high school required reading – there is a Cyrano statue in the center of the village).
I really didn’t know anything about the region on our last trip to Southwest France, except that they produce foie gras and Monbazillac. Jules spent a lot of time here as a child and his family was kind enough to take us to several beautiful villages and historic places, including a very old church in Issigeac, the towns of Beynac and Sarlat, and the Chateaux Bridoire, Castelnaud, and Commarque. I was disappointed that we arrived just before cepes would be plentiful, but we did make it to a few flea markets and I came home loaded with duck confit, foie gras, a load of French drugstore beauty products and a beautiful blue and white porcelain pied douche from my in-laws. We had to buy brand new giant duffel bags for all of our finds!
This upcoming visit, we will be there for Easter and it will be my first time in France during early spring. If our last visit is any indication, I will have a few wonderful family dinners to write about as well as more photos to share. I’m also packing that giant duffel bag in preparation of more cheaper-in-France goodies that need to come back with me: shampoo, artisanal foie gras, wine, and maybe some new Laguiole steak knives…
What else should I bring back? Suggestions welcome!