(Today’s recipe: Mão de Vaca com Grão, or Cows Hoof with Chickpeas)
I love languages and the fun one can have with them. When we asked our lovely waitress what the daily lunch special was, she said, “it’s Hand of Cow”. At first I thought I’d misheard, but no, we were having either Hand of Cow or something that was like cuttlefish, but not cuttlefish. We’ll have one of each, I bravely said.
Our wonderful mate, Deirdre, invited us for dinner last month to probably the best restaurant in the Gers. We eat out quite a lot and I can say unreservedly that this restaurant serves superb, quality food, beautifully presented, imaginative and deelicious. I highly recommend it!
This was one of the best meals I've had in a long time. If you're looking for deelicious food in a really friendly environment, look no further. The staff were super and the owner/wife/chef was even prepared to puree the food for my handicapped father! They take kindness to a new level.
I actually felt quite guilty standing in the queue outside the restaurant, staring unashamedly at the diners (in the hope they would eat up and go so that I could grab their table), while the waiter at the restaurant directly next to this one, stared at us from his completely empty restaurant. Should I just eat there out of sheer polite embarrassedness (not a real word but I love it)? No way, Jose!
This tiny little restaurant was recommended to us by Paul, a sailor we met on the Rio Guardian trip, and it is SUPER to say the least. Do NOT go there if you are on diet (which I permanently am, but I don’t actually/sadly let this stop me…) as the food is true Hip Gold.
We measured the distance we travelled through Spain last year, by the number of Wok Buffets we visited. This may sound sad, but let me explain that Spanish Chinese/Asian buffets are better that any in other country outside of Asia. And why is this, you quite rightly ask? I shall explain...
The little girl at the next table came running back to the table with her Daddy trailing behind her, and said very happily to her Mummy, “I need a poo!” Seems Daddy was responsible for taking the little girl for a wee wee, but that Mummy was responsible for poos. They really mean it when they say we share the good things and the bad things in a marriage!
If you’re looking for a great place to eat in Swabia, then look no further. If you’re looking for great friendly service, then you definitely need to look no further. We were made to feel so welcome I almost didn’t leave (they do however prefer that you leave at some point…)
Rajasthan Villa Restaurant, Toulouse
4 Rue de L'esquile, 31000 Toulouse, France
Us gals do a lunch once a month and we were real happy when Debs discovered an Indian Resto in the deep south of France. (Where is the dodgy accent coming from one asks?) She'd been on Trip Advisor (where I too add my 5 pence) and it had a great rating so we trekked around Toulouse till we found it and we were jolly glad to have done so.
This restaurant is set on the banks of the River Arun with magnificent views of Arundel Castle. It's a beautiful place to dine anytime of the year. I've been in the summer and the winter and loved both times. In winter there's the fireplace ambiance and in the summer the lovely outside seating area on the riverbank.