We have eaten a few times at the restaurant in Pouzay called “Le Gardon Frit”. Apart from the fact that it serves great seafood it’s also open on Mondays, which can be very useful. (Except for when it’s a bank holiday, of course.) So many restaurants are closed on Mondays that we have made a mental note of the few that are open, just in case. It’s not a long list.
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There are two fish restaurants in the village, on opposite sides of the street. The other one is called “Chez André” and looks smarter from the outside. That also appears to be open on Mondays but we have not yet ventured inside.
Le Gardon Frit, which I believe means “fried roach”, isn’t especially smart inside, or in the courtyard, but it’s cheerful, clean and tidy and the service and the food are very good. It’s very popular and in summer the courtyard soon fills up so reserving a table or turning up early is a good idea. Which just goes to show that plenty of people value good food above fashionable decor.
Plenty of people were choosing the “menu ouvrier”, the menu for workers, very reasonable at 11,00€. We chose the next cheapest alternative menu at 13,50€.
The restaurant also does a fabulous “plateau de fruits de mer”. This is a large platter of shellfish of all varieties. It’s not cheap at around 26€ a head but it is extremely popular. We counted four tables enjoying this particular delight, including this one. The chef staggered out of the kitchen carrying a huge platter with a mountain of seafood on it. This was destined for a table of five. One of the diners saw me pick up my camera and invited me over to get a better photo!
By the time we had finished our meal and were getting up to leave the five lucky people had only tackled about half of it.
The only course of ours that I remembered to photograph was the dessert! Crème brulée is one of my favourites and it varies a great deal from restaurant to restaurant, but this was a good one.
After lunch,feeling comfortably full and content, we took another little walk around the village to stretch our legs and let our food settle somewhat. We took a closer look at the war memorial and it was how we have come to expect in France, in good condition, well cared for and a reminder of how often whole families of young men never came home from the war.
We couldn’t however find an explanation for why it has a cockerel perched on top. No doubt some local significance that we had missed.
The boulangerie was doing brisk business, both before and after lunch – it was closed at lunchtime, as most small shops still are in France.
Then around the corner we spotted this.
You never quite know what to expect in rural France. Expect the unexpected has become our rule !!