When I was in NZ Andy made a concrete slab for our dinners outside in the summer, when there is a lovely breeze on the north side of the house overlooking the valley. It's been amazing. Once the crazy 40 degrees days cooled down we've been eating out the front every night. The tree is like an umbrella now. Completely private from our (one) neighbour. The slab has transformed this area for us.
We had lunch today: rabbit terrine, boursault cheese (a triple cream cheese and absolutely one of our favourites), lambs lettuce (marche) with roasted tomato dressing which I like to make. Sourdough, fresh pear and a lovely Gewurtztraminer from the Alsace. A lovely afternoon under the tree. A real treat.
A little pear, salad with that wonderful dressing and rabbit terrine is a beautiful mouthful. Then a little crusty sourdough with that amazing boursault cheese is another gorgeous mouthful. I live dipping and diving into a wee treat or two. It's a wonderful way to spend an afternoon in the French countryside. Oh! and midway the cat came to visit after waking from a huge sleep.
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