Wednesday, 5 August 2015
It was the last day of our holiday in France where we had made friends with another couple and planned our last evening out with them at a cafe in the Latin quarter.
We had made no reservation but just wandered the crowded streets hoping to find one with the right local feeling about it.
Eventually down a dark back street we could see some beckoning lights and the chatter of customers seated outside.
We went on in and requested a table for four as the owner looked at his wife and she cocked her head at him and shrugged for clearly they we nearly full.
We were escorted to an empty table in a room that overlooked a side street and offered menus but told of the table d'hote which was inclusive of a bottle "vin ordinaire".
We all nodded agreement to that choice and the owners wife seemed pleased too at our selection for everything was prepared already and we were the type of customers that she liked.
It was the best meal I had had in a long time for the food, the wine, the service and the general atmosphere of eating with the locals was excellent and an experience that has remained with us for many years,
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