The next
morning we headed into the centre again searching for the market, but it was
nowhere to be found -at least initially.
We had not had breakfast at the hotel and stopped at a cafe near the
Pont Valentre for a coffee and bread and some delicious jams (fraise and
fig) We asked our waiter about the
market and indeed it was on and we had simply missed it because it was not where we expected to find it. Having checked with the blackberry and complete with the assurance of our waiter that it was only 10 minutes walk, we headed
off and found it in the cathedral square.
In France as all lovers of the country will know the market is the place
to buy food and it is easy to be tempted. Amazing to find a Poissonnerie as good as this so far from the sea.
After visiting the market the sun had come out and we were treated to wonderful views of the Pont Valentre before heading off west along the Lot valley.
The views along the valley were wonderful overlooking numerous meanders of the river and acres of vineyards on the other side.
We then headed north to the hamlet of Lherm where out much missed friend Cecil lived for a while in the mid 1970s. Rosemary and I have great memories of visiting Lherm when it really was a tumble down but oh so atmospheric french country hamlet. When we visited again some 5 years ago we found the place to be full of Polish registration cars and it was clear that most of the properties had been bought by Brits, Germans, Dutch and/or Scandinavians. They have moved in the Polish builders to renovate everything. It is now immaculate and the buildings have been beautifully renovated. However, it's almost too pristine and has lost some of the rural charm. This is a little odd because much of the Lot valley (unlike the Dordogne) has changed very little in 30+ years.
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We were
staying for rue second and third nights in the Lot at a place in the
countryside about 40 minutes from Cahors.
It was a charming Logis, Hostellerie Le Vert just outside Mauroux. It the garden there must have been about 10
fig trees al laden with fruit, several so full and ripe that the ground
underneath was full of squashed fruit.
The weather was sunny that afternoon and we took a dip in the pool before
dinner which was a very pleasant 3 course meal of terrine of foie gras/lobster
ravioli, veal and a chocolate desert for Le Monsieur and a crumble of
greengages for the LLW.
We also
had a delicious bottle of wine from Chateau Latuc a vineyard about a kilometre away and
determined to look them up e next day.