While in Provence this last October, we found a very nice restaurant for lunch recommended by a British shop owner. Chez Hugo in the village of Seillans was just the cutest little spot. The door was open to the outside as the weather was very nice. The waiter told us they had only opened two months prior, but they had a nice crowd for lunch. A much needed good restaurant in this village.
You see our appetizer above. Oh my!!! Oh my!! I don't think I have ever tasted anything so good. I know, I have said that so many times before while dining in France. But this....sigh
The chef named it Gratin de Moules de Bouch ot Safranees Tombeé. Yes, my love for mussels (moules) has just been expanded. In these little cast iron pots were onions, garlic which were slightly thickened. Then mussels and spinach and saffron were added to the pot and then into the oven to bake to perfection. These are the flavors I made out. So delicious, the rest of the meal was almost not that important.
There was also entertainment at this restaurant. As I said before, the door was open. Pretty soon after we were seated, a cat strolled in and looked around. There was a chalkboard on an easel sitting on the floor with the days menu written on it. Well, the visiting cat started rubbing against the legs as cats do. All of a sudden, the easel collapses to the floor and the cat goes flying out the door. Quickly, the waiter runs over to see what the noise was. I told him the cat knocked it over. He goes to the door and yells for "Romeo". Seems Romeo lives in the restaurant. It took quite a while before Romeo strolled back in as if nothing happened. Cats are like that, aren't they? If you know me really well, I simply tolerate cats but do not have a great love for them; not like for dogs. But when a cat can be this entertaining, you gotta love it. If only you could have seen the fast run out of the restaurant and then the nonchalant stroll back in as if nothing happen.