With our dear friends Hedley and Carolyn, we headed off to Cap Ferret to eat oysters.
Leaving home, the church tower of Clermont-Dessous emerged eerily through the morning fog that clung to the valley ... making the landscape seem dream-like.
The only oyster restaurant open at Cap Ferret was the Cabane de Mimbeau.
The oysters were grand. And so was the pork terrine, prawns and whelks.
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| An evocative, retro poster in the restaurant |
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| A pair of cork oyster boots |
What were they doing selling Bretagne oysters on the Arcachon basin ???
ReplyDeleteIt is a very different oyster to the Pacific, smaller, chunkier and with a more intense, nutty flavour. Don't know why, particularly, they were on sale at Cap Ferret but glad they were!
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